| My exciting first week in Tupelo (Funny Story) So, interesting 1st week in Tupelo. I’m asleep and about midnight I am literally jolted out of bed. Very disoriented, I walk into the living room, noticing paint flecks on the wood floor. I walk into the kitchen and see beer bottles rolling around from a cabinet where they were stored. None broken, but the cap from a Hair of the Dog Fred from the Wood was popped partially, which I drank soon after to calm my nerves.
I see 4 guys running around my front lawn. I grabbed my 9mm, not knowing what is going on. Then my neighbor knocks on my door, informing me that someone just drove into my house!!
Apparently, some workers from the local Chinese buffet were on the way to drop off one at his house in a 2000 Ford Explorer. There is a "T" road in front of my house that has a stop sign. The brakes failed, and they NARROWLY missed the 2 huge magnolia trees in my front and drove all the way through the lawn into the house, which is a good 30 yards back. The police said the brakes did not appear to operate, as there were no skid marks on the road or yard.
It doesn’t look too bad from the outside but there is some structural damage with the interior walls having lots of cracks. The adjuster said it knocked the house 3" off the foundation, and I can no longer open my back door.
Thankfully, no one was hurt, and it did not knock my Solano Klotz bass off the stand. Until the day before, that bass was in a corner of the wall that was hit, but I unpacked the stand and moved it to the living room.
Monte
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