I just noticed that my last three posts all feature pictures of beer. Rad.
Had a couple brews last night, too, but not as many as somebody else in the neighborhood, apparently. We were watching all that All-Star pre-game crap (Rollie Fingers is still rockin' that 'stache like nobody's business. I bet Tom Selleck cries himself to sleep thinking about Rollie's handlebar.) when a brief screech of tires outside was followed by that unmistakable thud/crunch of a car colliding with an unmoving object. Excited at the prospect of witnessing bodily injury and, if the gods be kind, a fireball or two, the lady and I hurried out the door in the direction of the sound. A car had impacted a tree pretty solidly on the hill next to our building, having somehow lost control and left the roadway on the wide, gentle curve leading down from the pool. Maybe that groundhog that lives around here ran out in front of the car and spooked the driver, but I'm going with intoxication as the cause.
Looking down the hill at the wreck, a crowd had already started to form. A few guys were standing around the car while one of them got something out of the passenger side. We later heard that the driver was bleeding from the top of his head, but before we saw that for ourselves, they all got in another car with whatever they got out of the wreck and took off! The cops, a fire truck and an ambulance showed up a few minutes later to find nothing but a car kissing a tree and a bunch of bystanders bystanding. Weird. I guess maybe a DWI is worse than leaving the scene of an accident. Or maybe the car was stolen, in which case there's no reason to stick around.
Either way, nothing exploded. No fireball. Movies are such bullshit.
We did stay up for the whole ridiculous baseball game. Fucking American League. I will say this, though- Papelbon got a raw deal from the NY media, but what else is new?