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Aug. 9th, 2002
The Friday Five
Aug. 9th, 2002 02:19 pm1. Do you have a car? If so, what kind of car is it?
Yes, a green 2002 Subaru Outback Sport. I bought it brand-new in December, and it has over 12,000 miles on it already.
2. Do you drive very often?
Every day. I put at least 60 miles on my car each workday, and often over a hundred.
3. What's your dream car?
I dunno, cars don't excite me all that much. An expensive foreign sports car; maybe a Lamborghini or Ferrari. There is no chance whatsoever that I will ever get either one.
4. Have you ever received a ticket?
Yes. In 18 years of driving (my gods, that makes me sound old) I've received about five speeding tickets, several parking tickets, and two tickets for failure to yield.
5. Have you ever been in an accident?
The first accident I was ever in as a driver was a week after I received my license. I was driving home from a church youth group meeting with a friend, and turned left at a light. The car was broad-sided by someone coming down the other side of the highway. I swear to this day that he did not have his headlights on, because there was nothing interfering with visibility and I never saw him. Still, the police ticketed me for failure to yield. The car, which belonged to my parents and was about six months old, was totaled. My friend broke her collarbone. I got a few bruises and a mild concussion. She never spoke to me again. We hadn't really been close friends in the first place, and apparently she blamed me for the accident.
About five or six months later, the following summer, I clipped a telephone pole requiring replacement of the passenger side door on my parents' other car.
Shortly after moving to St. Louis, I rear-ended a Mercedes with Myrtle, the '78 Chevrolet Impala station wagon that my parents bought for me when I went to college.
Then I didn't have any more accidents until 1996 when we bought the red Saturn coupe. On Halloween, only two months after taking delivery of my first-ever new car, I got broad-sided coming out of an alley. Again I didn't see anyone, but again I was assigned fault for failure to yield. Saturns are interesting: those polyresin side panels that bounce back from shopping carts and soccer balls shatter on impact at 30 miles an hour. I still have a couple of chips of plastic from that accident.
Then I was rear-ended a few times at stop lights without any damage.
Most recently, my beloved Saturn met her demise in a rather dramatic way, although it doesn't quite count as "being in an accident" since the car was parked at the time and I was not in it. The tale is here, and pictures are here.
Yes, a green 2002 Subaru Outback Sport. I bought it brand-new in December, and it has over 12,000 miles on it already.
2. Do you drive very often?
Every day. I put at least 60 miles on my car each workday, and often over a hundred.
3. What's your dream car?
I dunno, cars don't excite me all that much. An expensive foreign sports car; maybe a Lamborghini or Ferrari. There is no chance whatsoever that I will ever get either one.
4. Have you ever received a ticket?
Yes. In 18 years of driving (my gods, that makes me sound old) I've received about five speeding tickets, several parking tickets, and two tickets for failure to yield.
5. Have you ever been in an accident?
The first accident I was ever in as a driver was a week after I received my license. I was driving home from a church youth group meeting with a friend, and turned left at a light. The car was broad-sided by someone coming down the other side of the highway. I swear to this day that he did not have his headlights on, because there was nothing interfering with visibility and I never saw him. Still, the police ticketed me for failure to yield. The car, which belonged to my parents and was about six months old, was totaled. My friend broke her collarbone. I got a few bruises and a mild concussion. She never spoke to me again. We hadn't really been close friends in the first place, and apparently she blamed me for the accident.
About five or six months later, the following summer, I clipped a telephone pole requiring replacement of the passenger side door on my parents' other car.
Shortly after moving to St. Louis, I rear-ended a Mercedes with Myrtle, the '78 Chevrolet Impala station wagon that my parents bought for me when I went to college.
Then I didn't have any more accidents until 1996 when we bought the red Saturn coupe. On Halloween, only two months after taking delivery of my first-ever new car, I got broad-sided coming out of an alley. Again I didn't see anyone, but again I was assigned fault for failure to yield. Saturns are interesting: those polyresin side panels that bounce back from shopping carts and soccer balls shatter on impact at 30 miles an hour. I still have a couple of chips of plastic from that accident.
Then I was rear-ended a few times at stop lights without any damage.
Most recently, my beloved Saturn met her demise in a rather dramatic way, although it doesn't quite count as "being in an accident" since the car was parked at the time and I was not in it. The tale is here, and pictures are here.
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Aug. 9th, 2002 05:06 pmTo-do list tonight
Return power cable
Fold laundry
Pack
Clean cat box
Water plants
Eat leftovers
Replace sheets
To-do list tomorrow
Library
Rental car reservation
Dishes
To-do list last minute
Toiletries
Cat food & water for a week
Start the dishwasher
Close all the windows
Fold laundry
Pack
Clean cat box
Water plants
Eat leftovers
Replace sheets
To-do list tomorrow
Rental car reservation
Dishes
To-do list last minute
Cat food & water for a week
Start the dishwasher
Close all the windows
