There's nothing like a tall glass of milk before bed. I looooooove milk. I always try to drink at least one glass a day, if not more. Calcium: good for the bones.
Rather random after a week or so of being gone from here, eh? Probably thought I fell off the face of the earth or something but no, still here. I think I've just had a case of the winter blues. I've lacked any sort of motivation to do anything besides come home and crawl into bed and watch TV all night. It doesn't help that it's been cold as hell around here and that it's snowed more in the past week than it did all winter. A nice warm bed is perfect after a long day's work, even though three thousand things that I need to do are swimming around in my mind.
The last time I left you, I was going four-wheeling. It was a lot of fun, though we didn't get to wheel both days. On Saturday we went into the park with eleven undamaged vehicles - we left with six. Thankfully, nothing broke on Steve's truck but we quite a lot of damage on others. We were in the park twenty minutes and had to take two trucks back out due to broken parts in their axles. Then later we had to take another truck out due to broken parts in the driveshaft. Another truck punched a small hole in the gas tank (which we temporarily fixed with bubble gum) and blew his serpentine belt. Another truck lost a tire to an inch long branch that sliced a hole in his sidewall and then later, that same tire bent off the axle because the studs holding it to the assembly just snapped off. Needless to say, Steve and I considered ourselves lucky to have gotten out with only a missing windshield wiper blade and figured we'd be pushing our luck if we went back in the park on Sunday.
I got about 25 minutes of footage but it cost me a hurt leg. I think I strained my calf muscle though from hiking around all day or something. For about a week, it was a dull ache that just throbbed ALL the time. Then this past Sunday night, it killed ... it hurt like hell to walk on it. I put a heating pad thing on it last night and it felt much better today but that seriously hurt a lot of my motivating for the past week or so.
Last weekend, we decided to drive into Philadelphia and just be crazy and loud and ignorant. Basically, we had nothing else better to do. We headed home around 2am and the boys decided they wanted to go to Risque Video (one guess as to what kind of videos they sell there). One of the boys decided he wanted to buy four videos and the guy told him to pick out two more for free so we spent another twenty minutes picking out two more videos. Thankfully we did because as we came out of the store we heard squealing and screeching and we looked up and there's a car spinning out of control on the road in front of the store.
It went around and around and suddenly, it right itself and I'm thinking 'Damn, that guy can drive' but then it spun around again and slammed into the wall. I heard the horn blaring so I ran over to see if everybody was okay. One guy got out of the driver's side as I got over there and I asked if he was ok and if there was anybody I could call. He asked me to call his wife so I did. I was trying to tell her what was happening but my adrenaline hadn't kicked in so I wasn't making any sense (and I was trying to figure out how his wife would react to some white girl calling her house at 2:30am to inform her that her husband had been in an accident outside of a porn store). I handed the phone to him and he was just like 'Boo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the car is bad' then he hands the phone back to me and is like 'I can't talk to her, she's pissed'.
In the meantime, both him and his wife are telling me not to call the cops. Shady much? I inform his wife that the car is sitting horizontally across the exit lane (it was right off the Schuykill Expressway, which is a fairly busy highway) and that her husband was trying to back it up. She said 'I know this is a lot to ask, but could you move it because he shouldn't be driving'. I told her we were going to try and move it and she said she was going to try and get somebody to come pick him up and that she'd call me back. Steve and the boys and I ran over to the car examined the damage.
The airbgas had deployed, the windshield was busted, the whole front bumper was crumpled, there was a flat tire in the back and the front shock had broken because the tire was bent outwards. We did all we could to push it off the exit road and into the parking lot of Risque Video so that no one came flying off the exit and hit it and causing more damage than neccessary.
At this time, I'm letting one of the guys know that if the cops aren't there in ten minutes, discreetly go into the store and call them. I didn't want to make the call because I didn't know what the guy would do but I knew they needed to be there because the car was done. Dude even asked Steve if he could fix it so he could drive out of there and Steve's like 'Nah, it's undriveable dude'.
After we get it into the parking lot, his wife calls me back and says everybody's she's called is out of town and that she's going to try and get a ride up there. Meanwhile, her husband tries to get in and start the car. I get off the phone with her and walk over to him and tell him to get out of the car and that it's no use.
Just then, I hear sirens. Dude freaks out and starts walking around to us saying 'Ya'll didn't know who drove the car' and 'You didn't see who was driving'. I get on the phone to call his wife and let her know that the cops were there just so that I can avoid talking to him and the cops. I told her they were there and then I look up and dude had disappeared; just flat out took off. The cops went after him and even funnier is that he didn't run, he WALKED! Apparently, Steve had mentioned to the cops that he didn't know who was driving but at the same time, he had a twitch in his neck that pointed them in the right direction.
So after they bring the guy back, we look over and see flames licking the hood and then the car just keeps burning. There were flames coming out of the hood and falling on the ground under the engine. I think him trying to start it caused it catch on fire. We just watched it burn until the fire engine got there.
They ended up arresting the guy (surprise!?). Apparently, he had three warrants out for his arrest - something about DUI, failure to appear and controlled substances. They pulled the car further back into the parking lot and left it there until they could get a flatbed and the police brought in the paddywagon to take him off to jail. They took my name and contact info and said they may have to get in touch with me but I haven't heard anything from them.
And even more, I have pictures. Check it out (click for full size):
My favorite is of the one with Steve giving a thumbs up. We stuck around until all the cops left and told us we could go. But we didn't end up getting home until 4:30am or so. Which is why we just hung around Saturday night and watch movies.
I saw The Notebook on Saturday night and loved it! It made me cry and it was just so touching. And I loved that it was filmed in South Carolina and Charleston, which made me homesick. :-(
It was a rather exciting week. I got to see a transformer blow up outside of work yesterday. We were without power for about forty-five minutes so we were kind of expecting it to stay that way but it came back on of course.
I finally got some motivating back tonight and cleaned up. I bought a new vacuum cleaner - a Eureka SuperLite Boss upright bagless thing - and it is AMAZING! It weighs under eight pounds and is small enough to maneuver under my end tables. It sucks up everything and is the perfect size for my apartment. Now I really feel old because I'm getting excited about a vaccum cleaner.
Well, speaking of old, I have to take my old self to bed. I'm rather tired and my leg isn't exactly 100% better yet. Hopefully more updates will come as Spring comes around.