Saturday, November 13, 2004
Yet another car story:
Haven't had one of these in a while. So this time, my brother borrowed my car Thursday night. At around 1 am early Friday morning, he calls home and tells us that he got into a car accident. He's okay. It totally was not his fault. My car got a little messed up, though. Anyway, my dad and I went to where he was. It turns out that he was in the left turn lane at an intersection waiting for the signal to change. Suddenly, a car travelling down the intersecting street hit his front bumper, leaving a big gash on it and crumpling up the front license plate. The crazy thing was that the other car apparently came from the sidewalk and ended up crossing the intersection through the pedestrian crosswalk. It probably would have kept on going if it didn't hit a pole a few feet away. I drew a really crude diagram that would hopefully help explain the situation better. (Oh my gulay! It's so hard to draw freehand with a mouse.)
My car is the green blob. The other car is the blue one. So you see, the red arrows show how the car somehow got on the sidewalk, grazed my car, and finally stopped at the pole on the other side. The cops came, did a little investigating, and took a report. The other driver seemed somewhat disoriented and out of it. They gave her a sobriety test, but nothing came up. The police let us go while they did some further investigation with her. So I'm not sure what else was going on. In addition to the the scratches on the right side from hitting my car and then on the front right from hitting the pole, her car had even more extensive damage on its left side (?!) from something. I dunno... I'm just glad my brother is okay and that the police didn't think he was at fault either. Oh, and that the car is still drivable.
Moving Day:
I spent pretty much most of today helping Justine move to her new apartment near UCI. I love helping people move. I just don't like the packing part of it. I didn't have to do any of that this time, though. Just a lot of hauling stuff like mattresses, a couch, bed frames, and a really heavy solid oak armoire. ^_^ It was fun. Eric and I tried to bring a bed frame into one of the bedrooms without completely taking it apart. (We had no tools.) It ended up getting stuck in the hallway. There it stayed until Justine's parents came back from their house with tools to disassemble the frame with.
When I got to Justine's house this morning, her mom offered me some breakfast. She had that "Better build up your strength 'cause we're gonna put you to work" look. ^_^ I had some bacon. Her family's vegetarian so it was vegetarian bacon. It was really good. I was thinking, "Are you sure this is vegetarian? Maybe it's real bacon." Her mom was a little surprised that I liked how the bacon tasted. She said that a lot of people say that it tastes like wood. Haha. If wood tastes anything like that, I'll probably be eating wood more often. If anything, vegetarian bacon probably tastes more like the really lean, less fat type of bacon. But I guess bacon still tastes good even if it isn't made out of a dead pig.
Haven't had one of these in a while. So this time, my brother borrowed my car Thursday night. At around 1 am early Friday morning, he calls home and tells us that he got into a car accident. He's okay. It totally was not his fault. My car got a little messed up, though. Anyway, my dad and I went to where he was. It turns out that he was in the left turn lane at an intersection waiting for the signal to change. Suddenly, a car travelling down the intersecting street hit his front bumper, leaving a big gash on it and crumpling up the front license plate. The crazy thing was that the other car apparently came from the sidewalk and ended up crossing the intersection through the pedestrian crosswalk. It probably would have kept on going if it didn't hit a pole a few feet away. I drew a really crude diagram that would hopefully help explain the situation better. (Oh my gulay! It's so hard to draw freehand with a mouse.)
My car is the green blob. The other car is the blue one. So you see, the red arrows show how the car somehow got on the sidewalk, grazed my car, and finally stopped at the pole on the other side. The cops came, did a little investigating, and took a report. The other driver seemed somewhat disoriented and out of it. They gave her a sobriety test, but nothing came up. The police let us go while they did some further investigation with her. So I'm not sure what else was going on. In addition to the the scratches on the right side from hitting my car and then on the front right from hitting the pole, her car had even more extensive damage on its left side (?!) from something. I dunno... I'm just glad my brother is okay and that the police didn't think he was at fault either. Oh, and that the car is still drivable.
Moving Day:
I spent pretty much most of today helping Justine move to her new apartment near UCI. I love helping people move. I just don't like the packing part of it. I didn't have to do any of that this time, though. Just a lot of hauling stuff like mattresses, a couch, bed frames, and a really heavy solid oak armoire. ^_^ It was fun. Eric and I tried to bring a bed frame into one of the bedrooms without completely taking it apart. (We had no tools.) It ended up getting stuck in the hallway. There it stayed until Justine's parents came back from their house with tools to disassemble the frame with.
When I got to Justine's house this morning, her mom offered me some breakfast. She had that "Better build up your strength 'cause we're gonna put you to work" look. ^_^ I had some bacon. Her family's vegetarian so it was vegetarian bacon. It was really good. I was thinking, "Are you sure this is vegetarian? Maybe it's real bacon." Her mom was a little surprised that I liked how the bacon tasted. She said that a lot of people say that it tastes like wood. Haha. If wood tastes anything like that, I'll probably be eating wood more often. If anything, vegetarian bacon probably tastes more like the really lean, less fat type of bacon. But I guess bacon still tastes good even if it isn't made out of a dead pig.
