Comments on: A special thank you to the guy whose car I hit

By: robin

robin — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 15:24:26 +0000

Oh, buh-rother.

By: Patrick, The Space Lord.

Patrick, The Space Lord. — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 15:06:05 +0000

“Rear-end”

A story of a hectic girl who gets the message to slow down after rear-ending a nice guy with a great butt.

By: Betty S

Betty S — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 12:48:33 +0000

Great Stories.
(Now if the guy was single, and you were single, and there was a call back, you’d have a great book)

I love the titles to. They really grab your attention.

By: robin

robin — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:28:55 +0000

Thanks, Damascena!

By: Damascena

Damascena — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:21:40 +0000

Delightful post, and fun comments. BTW …if said guy had read this blog entry, there is absolutely *no* way he could sue you (assuming he is, as he seems, a decent human being).

By: Christen

Christen — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 21:49:40 +0000

Ohhhh… Miri… I once had a tire come flying off the back of a minivan at me at about 65 MPH! I was freaking out! Thank heavens I am an amazing driver and swerved out of the way. No one was hurt and no damage was done. Other than that… I’ve been hit from the back, hit from the side, broken into, and flooded. I’m like Stephanie Plum minus the explosions!

By: robin

robin — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 20:26:22 +0000

Miri, what’s with you and Christen being the innocent bystander drivers and having all these cars/trash cans attacking you? Karma?

By: Miri

Miri — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 19:54:00 +0000

First off, in response to Diana’s comment, Robin isn’t alone. In seventh grade I carried twenty-two Sharpies in my purse just in case I was caught somewhere without a notebook and needed to make color-coded notes on my arm. (I have whittled that down to one or none, by now.)

This is like something I’ve said before, though – if you need to slow down, your attention WILL be gotten. Somehow.

Thank goodness you and the oddly-nice guy weren’t injured or otherwise severely inconvenienced.

And as for weird accidents with cars…once I was driving with my mother back from the grandparents’, and an approximately road-colored Rubbermaid trash can appeared out of nowhere and attacked us. I kid you not. (No injury, just a scare, thankfully.)

Great post, Robin! (I thought the link to “Do it for the blog!” was especially well-placed.)

By: eisha

eisha — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 19:40:38 +0000

Yikes, I’m so glad it wasn’t more serious. And I love the “moral of the story” bit. That’s a good reminder for all of us. Thanks!

By: Christen

Christen — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 18:48:21 +0000

You know… I get hit all the time! Seriously, I’m 25 and already on my 4th car! Amazingly, it is never my fault! My insurance company must hate me! Okay, confession… I am still under my parents’ insurance, but my mom told me as soon as I graduate I’m being kicked off. (I wouldn’t be surprised if she brought it up at my graduation!)

Sooooo… anyone know a good place to live that has low insurance rates? I’ve been thinking of relocating (already sent my resume to Colorado, Indiana, and Ohio).

And I agree… enjoy life, people! It goes way too freaking fast!! =)