New Ride

I have a new ride. I traded in my busted up (or should that be "busted in"?) 2003 Toyota Rav4 for a 2005 Hyundai Accent 3-door. This actually happened about a month ago, but I'm only talking about it now, you know, because I can.

Oh yeah. And I told Time Warner to "take this job and shove it. Duhn-duh duh I ain't workin' a'here no more." This happened last month, as well.

Now, it's all about the Jōb thing.

Fender Bender

I was in a car accident today.

Rick was riding with Jorge in his Civic in front of me and Julian and his family was one car behind me, travelling north on McColl for lunch at Bennigan's after church. We moved into the left turn lane at the Nolana intersection to head west into McAllen when the light changed from a protected left to a solid green.

The suburban ahead of Jorge was going to go for it when he decided to stop suddenly and yield for the oncoming which made Jorge slam his brakes. I then hit my brakes and, my tires as they are, skidded forward, stopping just a few feet short of Jorge's Civic. The lady behind me was not so quick to respond and wound up hydroplaning her Mercury Grand Marquis right to the back of me, screwing up the back of my Toyota RAV4.

I was on the phone immdiately with the police and the insurance company. Julian, behind us, saw everything and hung back to play witness when the police arrived. Luckily, she had insurance and since I'm not at fault, hers will pay for everything.

While my car is being fixed, I'm going to be hooked up with a rental car. I'll ask for a 2005 Ford Mustang GT. Somehow, I don't think that's going to happen.

Backfire

On her way to see me yesterday afternoon, Felisha was driving her doctor friend Dave's BMW with her girlfriend Molly in the passenger seat when she hit a patch of ice and slalomed into a parked semi truck. Their speed was 65 miles per hour.

The BMW crumpled underneath the tractor trailer and if it hadn't been for the steel pipe running along underneath the trailer, Felisha and Molly would have surely perished.

Both girls escaped with only a few cuts and bruises however Felisha's already cracked him has worsened since the accident. According to Felisha, it was hard to see ahead that evening and the semi truck's lights were not on. Doctor Dave ventured down to pick up both girls and was surprisingly pissed off about his BMW being trashed.

Meanwhile, as sad as I am about Felisha and Molly's adventure, I can't help but feel angry that yet another opportunity to see my dear friend has gone the way of the dodo.

Felisha will be spending the next few days with Molly recuperating in tandem. I've been instructed to wait for Felisha to call me about her status and not to call her. We shall see what comes of this.

Waiting To Wait

Well. Here I am. Watching Star Trek: Deep Space Nine season 5. The episode is Terok Nor and damn, it's good. I'm also online chatting with my friends Liz and Issy. Waiting for Felisia to call me and let me know the status on her coming to visit me. So far, no word from her since yesterday evening.

First Blog

This is my first "blog". I'm sitting here on the phone with my darling girlfriend, Felicia. We are talking about nothing in particular. She is painting stuff on her computer and I am, well... you're reading it.

Felicia is now eating soup and I'm messing with this new fangled blog thingie.