| March 28, 2006 |
| Bull's Eye |
-"Remember, concentrate on the moment. Feel, don't think. Trust your instincts." -- Qui-Gon Jin
Yesterday, I had a Jedi moment. I wasn't concentrating on the moment, but all at once my instincts told me to duck. (Maybe I'm part Spider-Man: A Spider-Jedi?) Ducking didn't do me any good since I was in a car being protected by a windshield. I've never stopped to think how durable a windshield is made to be.
Yesterday morning I was on the interstate heading to work. Up ahead of me was a dump truck with a load of dirt (uncovered). I noted that and got in another lane and made sure there was some distance between us. I was concentrating on the song that was playing. All at once my senses picked up on something. The Force was trying to tell me something. I happened to see a pretty good size rock fall out of the dump truck and bounced. I've played baseball for a long time. When the ball comes from the pitcher and it's the size of a balloon, you have to choices: hit the ball or duck. With this rock, I did both. I ducked turning my back to it (That doesn't seem to be the best thing to do in a moving car.), and I hit the rock. BULL'S EYE. If Third Day hadn't been playing, I probably would have said a few choice words. (Is there anything wrong about thinking a few choice words?)
Let me describe how this bull's eye look. There is the center. Half an inch from the center is the first ring. Right next to that is the second ring, Now, take your left hand (your right hand is glued to your mouse) and make a very tight fist. That's the size of the bull's eye that's now on my windshield. I'm glad it at the bottom. If you look at the target to the right, you can imagine what it all looks like. If you take out the red ring, you'll get a picture on the spacing of the rings. (not the fellowship of the ring) The problem with the size of this hit is it can't be fixed. The type of insurance I have on my Honda is liability only. It won't cover replacing the windshield.
I tried to get a license plate or the name of the company so I could report it. It would be my luck that the license plate had mud over it and the truck didn't have any markings of the company. God, I don't need any more problems. Can't I get a small break? Anyway, I can always give updates on if it grows or not since Heather's blood is normal. I guess you can say we'll watch this with great interest.
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posted by Dare @ 6:09 AM  |
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Try to avoid asteroid fields young Spider/Jedi.
Man, I'm glad you're OK. That whole turning around thing is really tricky...especially while moving. But the force was with you and you came through it with only a scratch...or ding...or crack...not sure of the proper word for a busted windshield.
The darkside must be clouding everything. Because Jenn had a fender bender as well tonight. She's ok. Car's a little scratched, but it's fine. Cosmetic only.
The balance must be shifted. I sense a plot to destroy the Jedi.
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Try to avoid asteroid fields young Spider/Jedi.
Man, I'm glad you're OK. That whole turning around thing is really tricky...especially while moving. But the force was with you and you came through it with only a scratch...or ding...or crack...not sure of the proper word for a busted windshield.
The darkside must be clouding everything. Because Jenn had a fender bender as well tonight. She's ok. Car's a little scratched, but it's fine. Cosmetic only.
The balance must be shifted. I sense a plot to destroy the Jedi.