Wow, first of all, bad form on my part- it has been way too long since my last post. While I have tons of announcements, news, updates, I will stick with the reason for my return to blog-land as per my recent shout-out on FB.
Ok. So my pipeband played a special au gratis gig tonight for our local retirement residence. "They love us. They really love us."
My chagrin: I returned to the parking lot to find my freshly twice-washed (summer bugs)and detailed jeep crunched by a bumper blunder hit-and-run. How dare they. Bloody unfair. Wankers!
First thought: Have I recently done someone harm or injustice directly/indirectly/unintentionally? NAY. Me karma be clean, mon. At least for the moment....
Especially, since I'm still revelling IN the now of IN-dia-thINk/mind-set. I wouldn't even let an ugly bug drown in a swimming pool without some serious investment of time and effort for a rescue mission.
Don't get me wrong. I've wrecked too many cars, etc. to starting getting all gushy and materialistic. It's more about the tale. Is it believable enough for the one-eyed Woogmeister? I mean, it's been less than 48 hours and I've already had my first casualty. YIKES.