No, it's Not a Late April Fool's Joke

It really is me...I'm blogging...kind of. Just to catch you up on things, my NCAA basketball bracket went down in flames. Kentucky getting to the Final Four probably saved me from finishing in last place at my office. Oh well. Other than that, work is pretty solid.

The Pilots have finally shown some signs of life and are sitting at 6-3 going into the second round of league games that we might actually get to play because it seems to have stopped raining finally. Seriously. It's stupid up here. No way should there be water falling out of the sky for as prolonged a period of time as has been the case here.

Oh yeah. My car got totaled. Here are the pictures:

Yes...that is a fire hydrant laying in the ground, and yes, it is laying on the ground because my motor vehicle struck it.

Negligence

I really can't use the move as an excuse anymore, so I suppose my lack of blogging activity has been the product of negligence. Quick update, but I'm feeling lazy and don't want to really elaborate. The team is doing well overall, but I still have yet to see us win since Thousand Oaks. We're hitting a little better, but we just find more new and creative ways to cough up games. On the up side, Coach Clark gave me a stay of execution...for at least another week. I just need to find a voodoo doll before Notre Dame next Saturday.

Speaking of that game, we may have a verifiable army of fans. Catherine, Princess, Sarah and Cheryl have all given at least a soft verbal to show up. Cannot wait to hear what kinds of questions the four of them get from all of our players' mothers in the stands. That will be interesting a debacle.

On a related note, I am still wandering the labyrinth. I haven't officially been fed to the minotaur yet, but I'm definitely still just wandering. Oh well.

Work is fascinating...lots of account turnover, so I'm rolling ALU Services, Eltek Valere, Fulcrum Microsystems and Guidance Software with an eye toward Mobicip and hoping some new business stuff falls our way soon. Busy times.

The car situation is a fiasco...I got the runaround the first time and was told that I just needed new tires. Wrong answer, Frank. I got four new ones, and my car is still making that obnoxious noise for which I HAVE ALREADY BROUGHT IT BACK IN ONCE (only to be told I needed new tires). Hope you're ready to chat with me tomorrow morning and explain to me why you can't get this right. I've been more than patient, Frank. Your people are sick of seeing me, and I'm sick of not having my car in the condition it should be in. Just get it back to me and get it right. I'm not asking you to do anything out of the ordinary. I'm just asking to you do...*gasp*...your job.

Other than that, I have spent a good chunk of my weekend sitting on my porch in a canvas chair playing the guitar. I am not looking forward to tomorrow, but the rest of the week shouldn't be too tragic. Hopefully, this is not a case of "famous last words." We shall see. Have a good week, everyone!

$12,210.78

Is what this guy owes my insurance/me for the car repairs and depreciation thanks to his little drunken escapade a couple weeks ago. Wear it, meat. I'm looking forward to taking your money.

It Makes (More) Sense Now...

Update: He didn't call the cops. They were following him and he got popped for a DUI. I now have visions of him trying to elude them in his drunken stupor and drilling my car in the process. I hate this person, and since I get to fill out all kinds of paperwork before his arraignment on the 3rd of March, he is going to pay me a lot of money. A LOT of money.

Get my Car Back on the 18th...

...of MARCH. I don't know what in God's name this zero did when he hit my car, but I've gone for being bitter about this to being in a blind rage. I'm without my car because I parked on the street, and this absolute waste of space can't figure out that if there's a car parked against the curb, it's not going to move. You have to avoid it. I've tried to stay level headed through this whole thing...I really have.

But there comes a point when the boundless stupidity of people is unacceptable because it encroaches upon the rest of us. If I saw this guy right now, there is a decent possibility I would punch him in his retarded face. At some point, when I cool off from the shock that this piece of garbage did $8438.49 in damage TO A PARKED CAR, I'll take this post down. Until then, it stays.

ADDENDUM: I lied. I'm not taking this down. Ever.

Things I Could Have Done Without This Morning

Yes, folks..that's the Amazin'. Yes, that metal from my side panel is sticking into the tire, which means, yes, the wheel was shoved forward into it. She is on the DL and will be for a while. Clearly, this will be the last time I park on Topanga Canyon...ever...ever...EVER ever ever ever. In fairness to the individual who hit me, he alerted the authorities who left the appropriate note on my car, so I could file an insurance claim and handle this. But come on. Are you serious? How do you hit a parked car? It's not like someone used telekinesis and moved it. Ugh...