Some nice jacque arse decided to perform a hit and run on our vehicle last night while we were dreaming away the snowy evening. I didn't learn of it until I returned home from helping Janell re-install her lab in the sculpture building. She moved it there so she can shoot some pictures of it and make slides so as to enter it in a few shows. I was digging out when my neighbor Roger, who's bumper I inadvertently crushed, told me the news.
Progressive is on it and so I guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow. Good thing we have exactly enough to cover the deductible in our ING account that we were squirreling away for a home down-payment. Looks like it's back to square one on that Olah family investment initiative.
UPDATE: There's a new episode of The Ricky Gervais Show up. That will help ease the tension here at Casa De Hola. If you've yet to listen to the show you really don't know what you're missing. But then, if you don't know that you're missing something, how can you know you're missing it? Wow, I'm starting to sound like Karl Pilkington.
Yikes, sorry about the car. That really stinks.
Posted by: Lisa | February 13, 2006 at 09:36 AM