A Certain Sense

I've had a pretty big last 12 hours so. It's been action packed. Highs. Lows. No middle bits. Just balls to the wall excitement. Well... that's almost true.

I guess you could say that it all started with the rain. It's been raining here for the past three days, and for the past three days I've had washing on the line. It hasn't been drying. It's just been hanging there, getting more and more wet. This posed a problem as I was quickly running out of undergarments. This was a situation that I desperately wanted to avoid, as I believe it is undergarments that makes us superior to the beasts.

So Ria hatched a plan that we would wash the clothes again (to stop them from stinking apparently) and take them back to her place where we could use the dryer. It was a good idea, so we put the plan into action. While we were waiting for the dryer to finish its job we decided to go and get some groceries. We skipped Coles and headed for Woolworths.

On the way to Woolworths, we were attmepting to make the right turn from Logan Rd into Chatsworth Rd when the car in front of us chose a gap that was too tight. She got T-boned by a car in the oncoming traffic. Poor judgement, failing light and falling rain were all contributing factors in this accident. Well, that's what I thought anyway. As I was the car behind her I stuck my hazard lights on and got out to see what was happening. The car that was hit (which was the car that was in the wrong) contained a grandmother with her two grandchildren. The grandmother was pretty shaken up and the kids were screaming in the back of the car. The grandmother kept saying how she had just finished visiting her daughter in the hospital.

The other lady in the accident, the one who did the hitting, got out of her car as well. She initially seemed okay, although the air bags had deployed and left a bit of a mark on her nose. Once the kids were out of the other car, and the ambulance arrived, this lady lost it a little bit and she started crying and stuff. A lady from a shop across the road came over and everyone went and hung out in there for a while, being attended by the ambulance officers.

Ria was the one who contacted the emergency services, and it wasn't long before all three were in attendance. It went ambulance, fire service, police service. There was lots of flashing lights, and the rain kept coming down. The accident had blocked off the entrance to Chatsworth Rd, but there was still a heap of people trying to get through there. It was really surprising actually how many idiots just kept roaring past and doing illegal u-turns and things. One guy was even doing burnouts. Crazy stuff.

Eventually I was able to leave my details with the police, then I jumped in the car and Ria and I bought some groceries. We had chilli con carne last night. It was very nice.

After we'd prepared dinner we sat down to watch a DVD. When I was in Blockbuster the other day I picked up the doco, Inside Deep Throat. It was very interesting, a little slow in parts and I feel that it left out some details. Linda Lovelace's story was a bit of a sad one. But there were some funny old Jewish guys who were swearing, and that always brightens my day.

Once the film was over we decided to cut all of my hair off. The first few strokes with the clippers were a might painful. Ria was unskilled in their use. She quickly picked it up, however, and before you could say Jack Robinson all of my hair was on the ground.

During the evening we also had a visit from our neighbor, Stuey. He seemed like a very jovial fellow. Although I don't know how good he is at shutting doors.

Why aren't I so sure that he's good at shutting doors? Well, after Ria and I had retired to bed for the evening, it was discovered that the front door was ajar. This happened at 2 in the morning, and I spent the next hour lying in bed wide awake with my ears picking out all of the little sounds in the house. My imagination was running over time and I got up twice to turn on all of the lights and inspect the house. Eventually I realised that I was probably now being silly and if there was anyone in the house I would have found them. So I went back to sleep.

I was a little more tired than usual this morning.

Oh, and I forgot to mention the other day that I discovered the marital aids the other day. They weren't really hidden either, it's just my domestic blindness that stopped me from noticing them before. I don't even know what one of them is. It's called Swedish Erotica or something, but I don't know where you stick it, or if you stick something into it. I didn't want to touch it too much.