Thursday, February 19, 2009

Life

On my way home from work last night, I hit an icy patch of highway and my car spun out of control. Supposedly, your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. Here is what went through my mind in the five seconds of spinning, careening, and repeated guard rail slamming.

uh oh... this can't be good... wonder if i'll make it home in time for lost... i hope the unopened chocolate bar in the passenger seat survives this ordeal... i'm due for an oil change in another few hundred miles... i'm hungry... what does a yeast loving cow say? schmoo! i better not repeat that joke outside the yeast community... no one will get it... wish i had something to blog about haven't updated for a while... ouch hit a guardrail... i wonder what bark's made of... no, but i'll have a diet coke... andrew bird sure can whistle what a songbird... lips are chapped... what's for dinner?... i miss tee ball... i haven't been to a zoo lately... sorry folks park's closed moose out front shoulda told ya... would be pretty sweet if the cavs acquired shaq... 4 8 15 16 23 42... if 42's the answer, what's the question?... when you're ready let me know i'll be waiting to make arrangements for the trip... ouch guardrail again... coming to a halt... in the middle of the highway... putter to the shoulder... breathe...

Thankfully, the stretch of highway was strangely empty when this transpired such that my car and the guardrail were the only casualties of this misadventure. I was protected from serious injury, walking away with minor back pain.

In reality, it is true: my life did pass before my eyes. As I spun out of control, I saw bright white lights and my wife's beautiful face. I said to myself, "This is it," expecting all to cut to black in a flash. There was no time to be scared. It would be over soon.

A moment later, I was sitting in my car straddling two lanes with a cliched white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel. I was stunned to be conscious and breathing after two dizzying twists and two loud bangs. I maneuvered the metal and fiberclass cage in which I sat to the side of the road and waited for help. Miraculously, I live to blog again.

8 comments:

Lisa said...

We can blog about it now.

I am really glad you are alive.

Russ Parker said...

Kudos for survival.

Mark said...

I am glad you're alive, too...

I enjoyed your spoof near-death flash...

Trevor said...

So glad you're OK!

I hate driving. Unfortunately I've chosen the wrong career path to avoid it completely.

Benjamin said...

Wow! And I'm usually the crash bandit in January- but this is February. I agree with most people: I'm glad you're alive!!

Way to show that guard rail who's boss!

...I miss you...

Aunt Vikki said...

Wow.

I finally came over to read and comment on your blog--and it was pretty distressing. I guess the fact that you were writing about it was a clue that you survived, but still! On behalf of our entire family just let me say...very, very, VERY glad you're okay!!

(how is the car?)

milakak said...

Yes, I echo all the other comments - so glad you are OK. But what about that chocolate bar?

Chad said...

So glad your OK! Be careful man!!
and yeah, would've been sweet if Cavs acquired Shaq, would make it very interesting..