my own worst enemy

Rashanda is alive!!

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

They found my car!!

Thank you, sweet Baby Jesus, wrapped in your swaddling clothes with your little baby halo. Thank you for bringing back my Rashanda safely! I can only hope that the drug smugglers who tried to force her to carry 60 kilos of hooch into the US didn't treat her too poorly. Rashanda probably turned the low-lifes in when they got to the border, passing a note to the border guard that said "These fuckers are trying to slip one by you, Mack, so you better give 'em a little taste of your night stick. Probably wouldn't hurt to throw in a little mace and some taser action. Sure, in reality they're pretty stupid (trying to get ganja past you and all), but I'm sure you can convince your boss that they were unruly and threatening, and needed the extra punishme-- err, restraint." Wow, apparently Rashanda is one verbose, vindictive vehicle. And I like alliteration.

To put it succintly, US Customs and Border Protection has my car and now I have to convince them to give it back to me. I'm sure the next few days are going to be as fun as the ones that immediately preceded the car getting stolen. We're not out of the water yet, but we can at least see the surface from here. Let's just hope she's still in tip-top shape, or close enough that the insurance will get her back there.

I'm comin' for you, baby!

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