>> Friday, November 30, 2007
There’s some bad news to report in the Phamie/Steve-in-a-Speedo household. Sometime on Wednesday night or early Friday morning, somone stole Stephs car (Pharmie’s sister) from the street in front of our house. Bam. Gone. Horrible news.
Then, last night (Thursday), I was helping out at the College of Visual Arts. I was volunteering to help get ready for a Holiday Art Sale that will be going on next weekend. Pharmie and I had swapped cars for the day. I walked out into the parking lot at 8 pm, and her car was gone. Bam. Again. F*ck.
Two of the 3 cars of our household were stolen within 24 hours. I LOVE St. Paul, but this sucks. Jon, Stephs SUPER boyfriend, has been our sherpa for the past day. He drove us around this morning to take care of our business. Some of that business was picking up Pharmies car from the MPLS impound lot. It was picked up early this morning. Two people were driving it. They were both arrested. They left 2 forty ounce bottles of beer and a half-eaten hot dog on the seat as "thanks" for "borrowing" the car. Classy, I know. The car has some decent damage, but it’s still drivable.
Yuck. I don’t know if I’m looking forward to or dreading the 5K tomorrow. Either it’s the perfect medicine, or it’s just another thing on the already busy adgenda. I’m REALLY hoping to see a few of you out there. Here’s to a good run, and a better weekend!!
p.s. My childhood icon, Evel Knievel, passed away today. I’ll be running the Reindeer Run tomorrow with him in mind – with every stride, I’ll visualize jumping 14 Greyhound buses on a dirtbike.