10-VIII-2007 or An Unhappy Call (No Reply)
by Aaron Shurtleff on August 10, 2007
Well, I'm on my way to kickball, when my mother calls me. She never calls me, so I know right away this is going to be bad. Apparently, the night before, my dad was driving down the road, towing the dunk tank (yes, my dad was towing around a county fair style dunk tank..it's a long story..maybe later). He works 12 hour shifts at the local paper mill, so he's pretty tired most of the time, and this night was no exception. Well, he fell asleep at the wheel, and, of course, wasn't wearing his seat belt (he's overweight, and he says it's uncomfortable for him). He hit the guard rail at 55 MPH, lost control of the car, and crashed into the guard rail on the other side of the road. His car is totaled. The dunk tank is beyond repair as well. He walks away with a sore shoulder (lucky for him...very very lucky). And, of course, being my dad, he refuses medical assistance that night, and goes the the hospital on his own the next day. Again, very very lucky that he didn't have some further injury.
If he wasn't so far away, I'd boot him in the ass! Well, I'm all in a weird place, so I'm out and about for the rest of the day. Just letting all that out, and possibly warning people that I am in a weird mood, so take nothing I say or do today as personal or in the wrong way. I'm currently out of my mind, but I should be back on Monday.
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