Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Some Things You Just Don't Joke About

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," thanking every pantheon that our daughter The Heir is safe and sound!

Ah, well, The Heir navigated the trusty 1994 Ford Escort home from a Monkey Man-led puppet show and poetry reading last night. Mom had sipped a few.

Today The Heir drove alone to her summer job, and on the way home she blundered, and the trusty Ford is ... well.

But that doesn't matter, because The Heir didn't even get a scratch.

Some people drive their cars. We at "The Gods Are Bored" have relationships with cars. We've driven our 1994 Escort for five years with nothing more than routine maintenance. We've plastered her with Pagan and Appalachian bumper stickers -- and amendments to the U.S. Constitution. We adore that car!

But an accident was overdue. This is New Jersey.

Yes, this is New Jersey, where a novice teen driver can make a blunder, get broadsided, and the wronged driver gets out, looks at his car, tells her (in thick foreign English) that she should be more careful, and drives away.

Right now The Heir is upstairs sleeping. The mom is trying desperately not to contemplate life without The Heir. The Escort is in the driveway.

Does anyone know if 1994 Ford Escorts are made of good American steel? Because if they are, a body shop might be able to knock everything but the passenger door back into place.

C'mon all you guys out there. Leave a comment before the New Jersey body shop guy tries to fleece the fleas off my hide.

My daughter is safe. My car still runs. Thank you, guardian Goddess Queen Brighid the Bright!

Beannachd leat to all,


mama kelly said...

Praise be the Goddess!!

New Jersey can be treacherous and yes I can quite believe that the other driver left the scene.

I am so glad that the Heir is safe and sound!

another Jersey-ite
Mama Kelly

Jarred said...

I'm glad to hear your daughter is safe and sound.

Nettle said...

oh, so glad the Heir is fine! but I'm sorry to hear about the trusty Ford. Poor thing. I think cars, like the Velveteen Rabbit, become Real when they are loved long enough, and your car is Real. I hope it makes a full recovery.

Aquila ka Hecate said...

Ford Escorts are nigh indestructible.
We had one before our present one (a horrible Fiat) and it was second hand, and my wonderful partner had an accident with her (her name was Cerridwen) on the second day.
Bumper almost wiped off, dents on front wings and door.
We drove her for another 3 years though-no problems.Never needed panel beating, although perhaps a shop would have tried to convince us otherwise.
I'm so glad the Heir is safe.
Terri in Joburg

jarjar_head said...

I am glad to hear that your daughter is safe. I had a friend in a car accident a year ago, so I can understand the stress you're probably feeling. Sadly, I can believe that the other driver left the scene. It disgusts me a bit, really.

I hope the repairs to your 1994 Escort aren't too expensive.

Hecate said...

I'm glad the Heir is ok!

JaAnBe said...

This sounds so familiar. It was two years ago and my son (then 17) still doesn't know why he turned in front of the truck. Fortunately, no one was badly hurt but, alas, the Prizm is no more. I can sure appreciate your feeling of relief.

Livia said...

Very glad to hear that the heir is okay.

semyon semyonovich said...

may the heir forswear automobiles and find her way on the hiking/biking trails of life. thank god she is unharmed.

Anne Johnson said...

Seymour, the Heir is keen on taking you up on your offer. If she would not have to negotiate 2 miles of Route 130 North to get to work, I'd be all for the bike.