The Wreck

In the middle of the week Carlos and I saw “A Scanner Darkly” in South Beach and then skipped down to Homestead…there was a PacMan game in the back of ‘the theater’ and plenty of creepy dark trailer-park lanes… it was awesome. One bad piece of news though – they tore down the abandoned paintball course and building I had pictures of but lost while Big Box was reformatting my life. Oh fishsticks.

On the way back to Miami I got into a car accident.

Bitch decides to do a U-turn as I’m entering the intersection. Carlos and I screamed, I slammed on the breaks and swerved, and SMACK! All up on her bumper.

We both pull into the gas station that was right there and she gets out of her car, calls me “dude” a million times and announces that she has to pee.

And in addition to being drunk tipsy she doesn’t have insurance. Blah. The glass on my passenger side headlight is busted and the hood is sort of crumpled. Her bumper as two and a half scratches but isn’t even dented. She got a careless driving ticket. Ching!

She explained to the cops that she let her insurance lapse because she’s working two jobs and bla bla blasay bla bla bla. They didn’t care, nor did I. Carlos and I had more adventuring to do.

So after that police-report-filing drama we were back on the road with 1.5 headlights and headed to misadventures by the Airport and FIU. Hah! Long night.

Went to the Morgue this week as well. My costume was awesome. Eddie made a guest appearance after saying he wasn’t going to. Peter & Crew were too trashed/wasted for comfort. I stole Peter’s goggles because they looked stupid and no one should wear them. At the Morgue they had a “Doll Parts” show… three gogo dancers in underwear and pasties… they put liquid rubber or some mess on themselves and had the audience peel it off. It smelled really bad…and was a little stupid. To think that this all goes on across the street from the dorms!

…Then the other night there was floating in Mike’s pool, which was too cold, joking about skiing and geography. When I went into the house it was so cold I wanted to cry. There is NO reason for the AC to be set to 45…that shouldn’t even be an option!

This week has been very-much-so summer: movies, clubs, starbucks, hanging out, adventures, junk food, laughing, computer games laced with Diet Mountain Dew, stupidity, mayhem…the gym sometimes…