The cop who came to investigate my car just came back. Officer Harmon.
It turns out that they found the two people who were in the car, and one said the other one was the driver, so the police arrested him/her, brought them down to the station and got a spanish interpreter. When that person realized how much trouble he was in, he confessed the whole revealed the other person was the driver.
The cops went back and arrested the other person, got a blood alcohol count of .16 (!) and the driver is in jail for drunken driving, hit and run, etc. Also got a couple of tickets.
It also turns out the driver knows the owner, but may not have had permission to drive the car. The owner will have to come down from 30 miles north of here to get the car from impound.
Officer Harmon says the car seems to be insured, so our insurances will have to work it all out.
Meanwhile, my insurance wants me to leave the car where it is out front until they can get an adjuster there Monday or Tuesday, and Officer Harmon says OK.
Meanwhile Craigslist ahoy!
Here's hoping for a big fat insurance check, Daniel.
Daniel! That sucks and I'm so glad you weren't in the car.
My favorite part about the Spork Conspiracy is when Rachel said that if there were too many Spork related posts she would put a stop to it.
She knows her audience.
Glad you're alright, Daniel, and hope the insurance comes through.
Hee. I just checked the weekly synagogue email newsletter. Most weeks, the food after the service (usually cookies or something like that, sometimes bagels or pita and hummus or tuna and whitefish and egg salad platters) is sponsored by someone in honor of something -- like, someone's birthday or someone who just had a new baby or got a new job or whatever. This week, a few people are sponsoring it in honor of the Phillies. And it's going to be soft pretzels and Tastykakes.
Well, it sucks that the car was demolished, but it looks like everything is going as best as can be hoped for
{{{Daniel}}} I'm glad you were not in the car. Good luck finding another car at a good price.
Job~ma to all that need it.
(((Sean))) Hi, good to see you.
Vortex, that story was heartbreaking.
I swear by all that's ordinary, cars never die on less than 3/4 of a tank of gas. That's why my Caprice, Penny, will go forever - with that leak at the top of the gas tank, I never fill it all the way up.
My Escort died with a full tank.
THE PUPPIES ARE NURSING!!!!!!
And when Mommy tries to move they just hold on with thier greedy little snouts, wagging their tails madly.
ahh the flower of youth
Youth #1: Let's run through the sprinklers.
Youth #2: Oh dude that's what we should do!
Youth #3: Totally!
edit: of course these are the same three youths I had to "get offa my lawn" because of the language they were using in the lobby.
