But by the grace of Gunhed...

go I. So tonight my car tried to run me over. Repeatedly. It doesn't always start properly, so I have to cross the posts on the solinoid when it's being annoying and tonight, at an intersection, I put it in reverse instead of park. So, when it started, it drove backwards, with me running after it, for 10 meters before slowly swerving to the median. from there, it proceeded to spin in circles, jumping the median and smashing the underside to bits with each turn. Not one to stand idle, I first tried to chase it down, was dragged along for two meters before it threw me to the side, scraping the heck out of my ipod case and smashing my wrist. While it was spinning in circles I attempted to jump on the hood, reach through the window and stear it. I was thrown a few times, but eventually drove it in a straight line for fifteen meters before it knocked me loose, turned back into the road, drove over the median and smashed into a brick wall. The pizza guy found it pretty funny, but the police weren't as amussed.

I love the police officers of the Town of Marana. They were not only fast in responding, but immediatly checked for injuries, had me sit down, called the paramedics back a second time because they wanted to be sure I was okay and gave me a ride home. And told me humorous stories about villains. Good people. They even recommended a shop where they had work done.

So hopefully my wrist will heal, Gunhed (my car) can be fixed and my insurance will pay for the stupid wall. On the other hand, perhaps this equals out any bad karma I have and things will get better in my life...

On a related note, I love the movie Gunhed. It's about a robot that can think and mercenaries and a treasure hunt and the robot makes one last attempt after being demolished to save the "good guys." Let's all hope my Gunhed makes a last ditch effort to help me survive and get back to the warm embrace of a state where I know people who could have given me a ride tonight.