Monday, October 6, 2014


This weekend's lesson: just because a taxi cab is stopped does not mean that it will not suddenly accelerate into a pedestrian who has the right-of-way. Yes, that's right, folks, I was hit by a deranged cabbie this weekend. Who subsequently took off without getting out of his car. The police are treating it as a hit-and-run.

So I hurt, unsurprisingly. No major injuries, but lots of ouch. Please send chocolate. Or, alternatively, the name and address of the cab driver who hit me. (Whose car has GPS...the police may yet track the jerk down).


  1. Oh my goodness! That's both terrible and terrifying! How fast was he going? Did you fly into the air dramatically, or is my mental picture way off? LOL

  2. He went from a stop into, well, me. I didn't fly, but I did fall across his hood. And then whacked it pretty hard with my fist...

  3. I hope you left a noticeable dent! People like that should not be driving around loose. I'm glad you weren't hurt more seriously. And I really think it's time for the universe to give you a little break.