Monday, August 24, 2009

You're on the mike, what's your beef?

My car was hit by a giant Penske truck while I was parked at an AWF match. I was not in the car, I was inside enjoying some good redneck fun. When I walked outside, the Penske truck was sitting up on top of my hood. Thank God for Curt because I was really, really angry. The people who hit me were very standoffish and I was ready to be combative. Here is where things get weird. The owner of AWF was fantastic. She waited with us until the police arrived. The policeman was a complete jerk and told the man that hit me that it was not his fault, blah blah blah and then apologized to the man for having to deal with me. To make a long story short, the policeman was friends with the man who hit me and did not fault him but instead faulted me for parking where I parked. It was 8:30 at night on a Saturday, I was parked outside of an event. My car is going to be fixed. Penske is paying for it. The idiot who hit me got off without any consequence (or did he? Penske is suing him!!) The people who own the AWF arena are the nicest, friendliest, most courteous people. They called us to make sure that we were okay and they gave us 4 free tickets to the next AWF match. I love them. I want Curty to become a wrestler and I will be his WO-MAN.
I digress.
I love me some trash tv. Making over America is hilarious! Fridays at 10p on TLC. True Blood only has 2 episodes left. Go Jason Stackhouse and the Eric sex scenes are smoking.
I am going to Bridge Street in Huntsville this weekend for some shopping. Anthropologie, Papaya and Ulta Beauty!! Not to mention the Melting Pot. (bridgestreethuntsville.com)
I am slightly obsessed with the story about the "Muck Monster." WTF is it??? (http://news.aol.com/article/muck-monster-baffles-west-palm-beach/635516?icid=mainhp-laptopdl1link5http%3A%2F%2Fnews.aol.com%2Farticle%2Fmuck-monster-baffles-west-palm-beach%2F635516)
This website makes me laugh really hard: www.beedogs.com
I will have more info pouring out of my manic mind later.
Loves and kisses.

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