September 19, 2005

YA WANT A POP, TOOTSIE?

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September 16, 2005

CHA CHING!

See that little crushed bumper there?

The insurance company is paying me several hundred dollars to get it fixed. Well, they are sending me a check. It's up to me to take it somewhere for repairs.... or NOT!

I know I can easily fix that crinkle myself. But I'm thinking maybe I should leave it there. It gives the car a certain "character." My son, Tim, the one who started the whole sticker craze on the back of the car, thinks I should just put a jumbo-sized Band-Aid on the dent. I wonder where he gets his sense of humor from?

As it turns out, the amount of the insurance payment is just higher than the expense of the trip to Georgia. Nice! So, the next time I hear tires squealing behind me, and the sound of someone's headlight shattering as it rams up my butt, I'll just think, "Congratulations, Mr. Snyder! You've just won an all expense paid trip to the Southern state of your choice!"

And I didn't even have to buy a vowel!

September 14, 2005

GOOD MORNING, GLORY!

September 11, 2005

There was a street fair in Manville today.

Vendors of high calorie foods.

Hawkers of trinkets.

Semi-talented musicians.

It seriously was a nice event. Main Street was blocked off starting at our street and south for several blocks. The weather was warm, blue and bright. The people were happy.

On September 11, a date that has forced tragic memories upon the American mind, it was peaceful, even healing, to eat zeppoles and listen to music in the sunshine.