3.08.2010

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friday morning, i go to kaiser to pick up prescription that according to automated response would be ready the previous day. not there. come back at 4pm they say but i have to work so i'll get it on monday...friday night we see The 39 Steps at PCS and stay out way late talking w/ dear friend about acting, cinema, life etc. We don't pull into our driveway until 130 am. We stay up late and drink tea and watch something called carson daly. we go to bed around 2 am...saturday we roll out of bed around 10 am. i'm downstairs w/ the dog and m calls 'are you here?' to which i say 'yeah, of course i'm here'. she asks this b/c our car is not in the driveway and for a split second she considers that i may have gone off to procure double-americanos but since i'm there it leads to her next sentence: 'our car got stolen'. indeed, our car got stolen...we phone police, we phone insurance. police officer shows up an hour later, wearing braces and looking all of 16, fresh from academy. officer says 'i had a feeling this would happen'. later during a lull in getting details from us says 'hmm...i'm trying to remember what else to ask you' like the police-y mind is running down recently learned information. this doesn't instill confidence for our chances...later we're riding bikes to laurelhurst park to see michelle and hethir...later we're at zupan's in the old neighborhood recalling how great the old neighborhood was compared to current neighborhood where creepy people lurk and cars get stolen out of driveways. we decide the car theft is the most decisive of recent signs for us to remove ourself from current neighborhood. we feel oddly excited and optimisitic: we have no car, fine. we'll ride the bus. we'll ride our bikes. no problem!...the next morning preparing to leave the house on bicycle, we get call: car been found 20 blocks away. being towed b/c steering column is been tinkered w/. we're to call lot the next day and let insurance know...20 min later we're riding to meet michelle and heathir for breakfast. we're still excited and optimistic. Look at us making it work for us! Look at us riding our bikes! Just then m runs over glass and her bike tire goes instantly flat...after breakfast we put bike on bus, take it to clever cycles for repair. we leave it there. we take bus home.....we go to academy theater and watch oscars...monday am since we can't drive we have to leave earlier for work to get bus. thinking ahead i go to kaiser to pick up prescription that we were told would be ready by friday at 4. not there. i am late getting home b/c they made me wait. we miss our bus. waiting for next one m calls tow lot. they tell her to come down w/ a screwdriver and 180$ and she can drive it away. the screwdriver is to approximate a key b/c of the screwed up steering column. 'don't worry, the voice tells her 'it's easy. we'll show you how to do it'...

2 comments:

Elizabeth Munroz said...

Hope insurance pays for repairs! Your weekend appears to be as oddly challenging as mine. ;-)

robwrites said...

My family finally decided to move out of our West Philadelphia neighborhood after my Dad's car got stolen - for the second time.