rear rage

this evening i was stuck in a backed up line of sedentary rush hour traffic when, pow! i was rear ended. tashi was safe and sound in her booster seat, but i could feel the kink in my neck immediately. i jumped out of the car to deal with the guilty driver behind me when s/he took a sudden turn up a side street to the left and peeled out into oblivion. i did manage to jot down the license plate number. upon examining our car i was happy to find no damage. we have one tough subaru bumper. it made up some for the seething annoyance i was feeling toward the rude rear ender. now all i can do is hope that i don't wake up in need of a neck brace.

i have been rear ended on too many occasions, and always at times of major transition in my life. dan and i were severely rear ended by a drunk under-age driver in a california parking lot the first weekend that dan moved to the bay area. and then we were rear ended again by a silicon valley yuppie not long before we left for india. sure enough, upon our return from india, my brother in law tom was rear ended by a carload of born again christians while transporting us from the portland airport to his sister sue's house. and now this, in our friendly new hometown of charlottesville, virginia. except this time i wasn't provided the honor of meeting the driver.

we avoided it as a couple in ann arbor, though dan was rear ended alone in his cab. so i guess tonight was my turn.

dan is in london for a conference. he got to hang out with my cousin david all day today and visit the cool gallery that david works at.

it's girls weekend for tashi and i. we started it out by getting rear ended. surely tomorrow will be a better day.