This paperwork makes no sense at all to me. I'm supposed to fill in a predrawn picture that looks nothing like the freeway. It assumes two cars in the crash. Am I vehicle A? There are five small lines to describe the accident "in detail."

I can't describe my front tire in detail in the space provided.

WTF?

The New Yorker Cartoon Anti-Caption Contest #132

Where readers try to come up with the worst possible caption for New Yorker cartoons....

This one's good too: [link]

Insurance paperwork is of the devil.

Can you call your agent?

Reminds me, next week I gotta cold call dentists to find another one. A difference of at least $1K is just not going to do.

Tom, can you wear your pajamas to work over the weekend?

Tom, can you wear your pajamas to work over the weekend?

Yes.

Sorry, sometimes I like to pretend I'm a different Tom....

This one's good too:

Because I am sometimes evil, I will think of that next time my daughter forces me to watch Clifford the Big Red Dog.

Oh gawd - this New Yorker Cartoon anti-caption cracked me up (the last Honorable mention): [link]

This paperwork makes no sense at all to me. I'm supposed to fill in a predrawn picture that looks nothing like the freeway.

Imagine my difficulty when I had to describe the time the deer jumped on my car on a similar form.

An hour a week to be loved and pampered and prettied, for free! There is no downside.

Laura, I heartily endorse this plan. You totally deserve it. Think of it as an investment in your continued sanity and not an indulgence.

Thank you to Hec and Ginger for the compliments. Though I still say, in any reality, that I'm short.

(Or the rude and clueless driving one encounters on the DC Beltway.)

I was just going to say this. More often than not, I'd rather drive in Italy than in the metro DC area.

Hugs to GC and her kitty. You deserve a break from the drama.

What are people doing this weekend?

Going to a dinner party at our neighbor's tomorrow, if DH doesn't get my ick. Sunday I think I'm going to mainline some more BSG.

What is the last thing that made you smile unexpectedly?

The cat chirping at the birds in the back yard. It never fails to amuse.

I have to be at work from 9:00am to 6:00pm tomorrow. I don't have to do anything, I just have to be here.

WTF, Tom? Can't they have someone else just be there?

Tonight I'm going to see MacBeth

Can I just say how very jealous I am? Jesse is bogarting the Stewart. Let the rest of the country have some....

I'm glad you're OK, Allyson. Insurance paperwork is the work of the devil.

Write "see attached description" in the space, and provide 100 pages if you want to. Also, embed a JPEG in your Word file. More is always better than less, when attempting to enforce reality on bureaucracy.

In other news, my new Firefox install (2.x) doesn't appear to understand that I have an old/narrow monitor. Irritating.