Limes with Orange

One of the contributing factors to my mini-rant last week (can you even call a single sentence a "rant"? Oh, I guess that's how I labeled it, didn't I?)... anyway, an overwhelming part of that was the fact that my car got schmucked by a drunken idiot in a rental car (that may or may not have been stolen). I'm fine, my car was parked innocently outside of my apartment building at the time of the accident, but her rear axle is bent and the place where there should be a brake light, a tail light, a signal light... well, it basically doesn't exist anymore (see photo).

With the help of my cousin and his wife, I liberated Newt (that's the name of my poor, wounded Honda Civic) from the impound lot and she now awaits her fate on the concrete pad behind my cousin's garage. I still haven't heard from the insurance company. I still don't know if anyone is going to be held responsible for this (because of the question of whether the offending car was stolen). I still don't know if I'm going to be able to fix my car at all. And until all this gets sorted out, I have no car and I live in a very transit-UNfriendly city.

There were, as there always are, other motivating factors for the rant that I'd rather not go into. But I think those other things became huge because I was already so overwhelmed with dealing with this mess.

But I'm back and I will get to that tag on my previous post within the next couple of days. I promise!

Labels: newt, odds and ends