July 16, 1993
Dear Everyone:
First and foremost, “Jeannie” is
OK. “Jeannie’s” car,
Mordred, is fine, more or
less. You may, or may not, have
heard that “Jeannie” and Mordred were in a teeny, tiny little 4-car
pile-up.
As I understand it, the sequence of events went something like this:
“Jeannie” was driving home from somewhere and came upon one of those
ubiquitous jogging trails, with which Northern California abounds, just
where it crossed the road. These
"jogging" trails are also used for walking and for the recreational
riding of bicycles. In this case,
there was a sort of family of bikers: A
Papa Biker type, a Mama Biker type and some Little Biker types all
crossing the road on the trail.
Car #1 had stopped, at the crosswalk, for Mama and Papa and was waiting
for the Little Bikers to make it across the road.
Car #2, a pickup truck, stopped
behind Car #1. Car #3,
“Jeannie's” car, Mordred, stopped behind the truck, far enough back that
she could see the truck's rear tires on the pavement, just like they
taught you in Drivers Ed. Car #4
stopped behind “Jeannie”.
Regrettably, Car #5 did not stop. At
least not in time.
#5 smashed into #4, turning #5’s front end into an accordion.
#4 shot forward into the back of
#3 (“Jeannie”) who bumped forward, barely
touching #2.
Car #1 remained unscathed.
None of the bikers were anywhere
close to the action.
Naturally, the owner of the least damaged vehicle (#2) yelled the
loudest. Mordred is relatively
0K. His back bumper got mushed in
just a little; and his front bumper sports a few new scrapes and
smudges. “Jeannie” probably won't
even put in a claim as any repair work would come in below the
deductible. Of course, if the
police determine that all damages should be paid for by Car #5, maybe
she could get that little problem with the window on the driver's side
fixed. Not that it had anything
to do with the accident; but it does tend to let the rain in.
In other “Jeannie” news…
There is the fascinating case of Ms. Airhead and Mr. Scuzbucket (not
their real names). It seems that
Ms. A and Mr. S lived together as man and common law wife (in her eyes)
for about four years before it occurred to Scuzbucket to mention to
Airhead that he happened to already be married to someone else.
Well, we all make these little
mistakes; and Ms. A decided to overlook this tiny matter for another
three years, while she and Mr. S lived on his income.
Then Scuzbucket up and got a divorce from his (first) wife and Airhead
figured, at last! They bought a
house together and she proceeded to decorate it just for the two of
them. The next thing she knows,
Scuzbucket marries some third party and the happy couple moves into the
new house. Suddenly, Ms. A tweaks
to the idea that maybe, just
maybe, ol’ Scuz isn't
going to marry her after all!
Now, you can look all through
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, and you will never find, "Hell hath
no fury like a woman scorned." Many
variations, but not that exact quote, even though everyone "misquotes"
it because (let's face it) it happens to be true.
Ms. Airhead has now decided that
if she can't have Scuzbucket, she'll take the next best thing, which is
every penny he has or will ever make for the rest of his life.
After all, she
did give him the best seven
years of her life, etc., etc., etc. Hence,
“Jeannie's” involvement as Ms. Airhead tries to get alimony from a man
she was never married to. Film at
eleven.
I still have the cold that “Jeannie” so generously gave me when we were
up in Oregon.
Love, as always,
Pete
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