Wayne's Whirled

Okay, I KNOW who UNdented it because I had to write him a check for $159 to get him to do it. I actually saved myself some bucks by doing the first part myself, since they pay by the size of the dent (a 3 inch dent is $159); here is where we started:

And here is my individual effort (yes, that IS a toilet plunger):

Which left me with this (a much cheaper dent!):

Which the dent guy turned into this:

I still have to get the rubber marks off from the dicksmack who hit me, but it looks good now. All for the low price of $159, or $318 per hour (it only took him 30 minutes!)

It could be worse; they started out behind me!

Well, that sucks. A brand new 2007 Acura TL and some dicksmack (I credit my friend Tim for teaching me that one; it just fits sometimes. Say it out loud, you’ll see….)…. anyway, some DICKSMACK (again, say out loud but with emphasis as clearly implied by the capitalization) ran into my car and didn’t leave a note or anything. It is mostly just pushed in (though the dent is the size of a small turkey platter) and not really scratched much so it is POSSIBLE someone didn’t know they did it, but I doubt it. I am pretty sure it happened at the YMCA downtown, which wouldn’t surprise me given the way the geezers cram their 1980’s era Lincolns and Caddies into parking spaces made for Geo Metros and Dodge Neons. Check it out:

Maybe I can pop it out with a toilet plunger or something

I really need your help, so if anyone either:

1. Knows who might have done this, or

2. Knows of a better word to describe the perpetrator than “DICKSMACK”

then please leave me a comment.

So I decided to sell the BMW, putting it in Auto Trader, of course, the week right before Christmas. Duh. I finally got a decent lead on someone who might want it so I met him today and he took it for a spin.

It has been tough keeping two cars clean with no garage (as you may or may not know, my house was built in 1913 so garages were quite rare) so it will be nice to be down to one.

I’m gonna miss it though; once I move back to suburbia and land of three car garages (most of which are just full of crap so people STILL have to park theirs cars in the driveway) perhaps I’ll get another toy like it.

That could be seen as good (no more angry shoppers/drivers/parkers) or bad (no more days off for a while). My highlight was getting knocked out in the first round of Wii boxing by my neighbors five-year-old daughter.

Hopefully it is not an omen for 2008…

Okay, don’t get too excited. It’s not like there is anything interesting here to read yet and though I am not sure that there ever WILL be, I have heeded the advice of my friend Erica to create one.

If nothing else, as my memories fade (at an alarming ever-increasing rate, it seems) perhaps I can go back to this and figure out what the hell I spent my time doing.

We shall see.