Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same

We went to Florida for Thanksgiving and Niki visited relatives with the boys while I worked with Gavin on Blogsmith, getting it ready for Weblogs, Inc. It was a pretty good trip at the beginning. I got Gavin a PowerBook and he immediately fixed a bunch of things that didn’t work in Safari. The last two days of the trip everyone was sick with fevers except for me and we didn’t know if we’d be heading for home on our scheduled flight.

We came home to LaGuardia as planned, got our bags and headed to the parking lot where our car was waiting for us. The side of the driver’s headlight had some rubber hanging down and there were dents in the side panel like it had been hit, but the angle was strange. It was hard to imagine someone pulling out of the space next to us and messing up our car like that. Niki walked around the front of the car to the other side and informed me that our entire passenger-side headlight was gone.

These aren’t small headlights. They also aren’t expensive. Someone thought they were these hi-intensity expensive bulbs. It must have been a two-man job and when one got the first headlight off, he must have let the other guy know that they had screwed up. So they cut some wires and left a giant hole in our car. You could see down into the engine and watch the fans spin while Niki and the boys huddled in the car to escape the New York chill we had returned to.

I filled out reports. LaGuardia was kind enough to give us a break on our parking bill since they let our car get vandalized. The whole ride home I had that Wallflowers song running through my mind and that song always takes me back to a roadtrip my sister and I made in North Carolina a lifetime ago.

Come on try a little. Nothing is forever.
There’s got to be something better than in the middle.
But me & Cinderella, we put it all together.
We can drive it home with one headlight.

Published by Brian Alvey

I build software that makes creative people more powerful.

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