The Big DumpTruck

I wrote this over at my Nano blog because it was related to a local "meetup" for Nano participants. I think the important thing to note about this post is that is literally goes against EVERYTHING I wrote about yesterday related to curling up in my cave on a rainy day.


I planned all day to attend [a meeting up local nanoers at the Moose Tracks in Leominster] and on the way home from a meeting a spectacular accident happened directly in front of us in the pouring rain on 495, so I ran out of the car and supplied my Spongebob blanket to one of the drivers and stayed with her because she was freaking out. So I gave her a hug and held my umbrella over her and just stayed with her until the ambulance showed up (her neck hurt and her eyes were burning from the airbag). The kid whose SUV flipped and slid was okay (God knows how) but was bleeding. The whole thing could have been AWFUL but they'll both be okay. (She ran into him because she couldn't avoid him. I'm not sure what made him flip.) Anyway, I stood out in the rain at the accident scene for a good 30-40 minutes, soaked through, so I didn't intend to stay at the 4pm meeting. But once I got there I really wanted to stay so I did. I finally just got home and into try clothes. I think three hours soaking well guarantees that I'll be sleeping in tomorrow morning. Man, what a miserable day.