oh what a night...

the day had all the makings of legends.

I started out with going to watch my roommate do acrobatic stunts... it fell through - ah well...

I put together some photos for the next (and last) greenestreet salon - it hopes to be fantastic - tomorrow night, you should go.

I ran to soho and passed off the disk.

I met up with my best friend who is getting married. He asked me to be his best man. I happily said yes. We then met up with some of the other wedding party and proceeded to the best BBQ place in town and gorged ourselves.

We then went to a swanky club for some after hour drinks... a good time was had by all.

And now - this is when I am sad I left my camera cable at work because there were some good photos taken by yours truly.

I traveled homeward. I got to my car and decided to duck into an alley to urinate (public, I know, shameful - I know) and I saw a perfect spot behind my car.

The rear of my car was totaled.

TOTALED.

It looked as though a grenade had gone off mere feet from the rear of my car. The back window and driver's side were crumpled - shattered windows and glass all over the road. There were skid marks and a pile of glass all on the street beside my car.

Now, maybe the gods decided that I needed some fodder for my novel, but seriously, seriously - my car has already been hit and ran (can you say hit and ran?)... I don't need to pay another grand for a higher word count.

I called the insurance company, called the police. They were very nice and very sympathetic. Nothing to be done.

I cleaned out everything in my car - opened all of the compartments and taped up signs inside my car stating, "NOTHING to Steal".

That is, except my radio... I wonder how long that will last.

sigh.