Thursday, October 21, 2004

First things first: Everyone's okay. And by "okay", I mean no serious injuries. And by "everyone", I mean everyone except Christie's car, Bubba. We've been operating under the assumption that Bubba was totalled, but we heard from the good folks at State Farm today that they consider him salvageable.

The long story short version of events is that somebody pulled out in front of her in Sedalia on Monday night, so close that she barely had time to brake before hitting him at about thirty miles an hour. Thank god for airbags and crumple zones.

All told, it could have been much worse. Christie's stiff, sore, and sporting a couple of deeply impressive bruises. Her passenger has a stiff neck. The moron who caused it had insurance, admits he was at fault, and there were plenty of witnesses. That's enough to make this a pain in the ass instead of a tragedy, so I'm grudgingly grateful.

In other news, here's a ridiculously over the top Halloween costume.

And here's the quote of the day, from William Gibson, who's blogging again: "Believing Bush is conservative in any traditional sense is like believing that a Formula One racer with the Perrier logo on its side is full of mineral water. " He also raises the excellent point that now is a really sucky time to be an actual conservative.

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