Tuesday, September 06, 2005

I've started receiving text messages from Mom. I think she figured out how to do it as another way to keep in touch with Allie, who hasn't been calling home as often as she'd promised.

Today Mom texted that someone had hit her car in the church parking lot.

Immediately after reading that I was walking down to the laundry room and found this small picture of Jesus on the back steps. (I can't escape these things) He's waving his hand over a cup, as if he's about to do a magic trick.

A half hour later, looking out the front windows of the apartment, I witness a minivan rear-end a sports car.


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