i like it crunchy...

No, not peanut butter. Unless it's peanut butter with the broken bones from the back legs of that deer I plowed over last night. Now, that would be some crunchy of a different sort.
It is definitely a shock I never want to experience again. I mean, I'm driving along right? All content and warm in my trendy hatchback SUV-sortaish wagon (which is not even paid off yet), when off to my left I see this streak of brown come shooting in front of me. It would have made it, too. If I hadn't been driving there at the time. Stupid me. We damn Democrats and our liberal cars. I had enough time to tighten my grip on the wheel, put both feet on the pedals, yell OH SHIT!, and WHAM! No more Bambi.
60 miles an hour and 4 skinny legs don't mix well.

I pulled off the shoulder with the hazards flashing and made sure everyone was ok. My son and wife were in the car; thankfully, nobody was hurt. Thank you Pontiac! The car did great if you ask me, no damage to the inside of the car. The outside is an entirely different story. One with a not very happy ending. You can see the results on my Flickr page, just click on the link. The car had to be towed. I should warn you, prepare to be horrified, it's a terrible scene of destruction (not really, but it's not great). I am now waiting on the body shop to get an estimate for my insurance company. My luck they'll total the thing and I will be stuck with a pretty small down payment for something else.

Merry Fucking Christmas!

rockin' around the christmas tree...

It has begun. The countdown to end all countdowns! I'm hoping this year is a great one for you and yours!



Merry Christmas! and a Happy New Year!