Some days are sunny and warm. Mmmmmm, sunshine.

Other days are busy and productive. Phew! Efficiency!

Today, however, was car crashy.

Hank called me about an hour after leaving the house this morning. The roads were wet and slick from the first rain in a couple weeks, but she dropped Daisy off at school without incident. Then, as Hank was driving to work, a van was speeding down a hill towards her, and the driver apparently was overly optimistic about his ability to avoid smashing into our car.

Whoopsie! Really, it's a mistake anyone could have made. Who would have thought that a van might need to drop down from warp speed when executing turns on slick and hilly San Francisco roads?

Thankfully, Hank is doing ok. She's a bit headachy, which means that she probably got whiplashed, but all my favorite parts seem to be intact, so things are going to be alright.

Then, tonight, as I was taking the garbage out, I noticed all sorts of activity on our street, like neighbors gossiping in their slippers, and police lights flashing. As it turns out, the cops were chasing some guy in a beat-up Camaro (if I were a bad guy, I'd TOTALLY drive a Camaro), and the guy decided to drive down my curvy and very narrow street. Unfortunately for him, one of his tires blew before he got very far, and consequently he was unable to negotiate the turns while driving on 3 tires and a rim. He crashed into my neighbor's minivan and was promptly apprehended by the cops.

I know I live in San Francisco, which is a city with real crime, but I live on a pretty quiet street in a fairly residential neighborhood. This is the very first car chase I can remember happening here.

Anyway, there are only about 3.5 hours left in the day. I'm hoping we're all car-crashed out.