The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
2012: More of The Same . . .
Catherine began the New Year in her own typical fashion: she called our home phone from a park in Milltown and I listened to her message and attempted to call her back, but I couldn't find our land-line handset-- I even pressed the "Find Handset" button, but no luck-- so I called her back with my cell-phone and by this time she was driving back down Route 1, and I asked her about the handset and after a long pause she said, "I think I left it on the roof of the car," and-- miraculously (and I don't use that word lightly) the phone was still on the roof of the car when she arrived home-- it survived two trips on Route 1 and crossed both the Donald and the Morris Goodkind Bridges . . . an astounding journey, especially considering most of the other objects Catherine has left on the roof of our car have not fared so well . . . and devout fans might remember that the first Sentence of Dave dealt with this same topic, all the way back in 2007, and things haven't changed much since.
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7 comments:
Maybe she should put things on the dashboard instead of the roof. I say this in all seriousness -- I never put anything on the roof for exactly this reason and instead use the passenger seat or the dashboard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17FE3WxCKzM
maybe you need a really tall car, so she can't reach the roof - like a double decker bus or something.
Or a convertible. Or a motorcycle.
Get her a unicycle.
unicycles have not been treated well around here.
oddly, catherine doesn't let me put things on the dashboard, so i will give her your advice and see how it goes-- but, though you shouldn't base future performance on past events, i'm not getting my hopes up.
i once pulled into my garage at old house in n.c. with a bike on my roof.
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