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Sometimes you’re the bug

Well it's a strange old game you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back you go
You're standing on the throttle
You're standing on the brake
In the groove 'til you make a mistake

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're just a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all […]

Mark Knopfler, "The Bug"

Bit of a crimp in my BlogHer plans: My car Karza's front windshield was cratered last night. I was laying in bed and I heard it happen, but I didn't realize what happened until A. and I were leaving our apartment this morning.

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  1. No reason I can think of at all. I wasn’t blocking anyone’s path or car. I was right on a corner and ripe for whatever they hit me with.

  2. Wow, they did that damage with a rock?? That really sucks!

    I once got hit by an egg thrown from a passing car on 80 near Berkeley, and at freeway speeds that little egg left a dent on my car door that’s still there to this day.

    Bay Area vandalizers have some serious aggression issues.

  3. Maybe it’s not a rock. Maybe it’s a meteorite that was thrown down to Earth by aliens as a warning that they’re coming down to our planet bearing…fruitcake.

  4. that really stinks. Like that is senseless and ends up pulling more money out of your pocket than was necessary at all