Would you believe . . .

. . . I was rear ended again today? I was coasting to a stop at a red light, in Galveston, when the guy behind me coasted right into me. We pulled over and did the exchange of information thing. It doesn't look like there was any damage to speak of but I'll have to take a better look tomorrow in the daylight.

The poor guy was an old hippie with a ponytail who was obviously really relieved that I wasn't an hysterical bitch or inclined to call the police. I think he might even have been either a little drunk or a little high. He apologized profusely . . . repeatedly.

Heck, accidents happen.