When Moose Fly

April 20, 2010 at 11:32 PM | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Into the life of every Alaskan, a large moose must fall.  Maybe just into my life.  On Friday, I was minding my own business, driving to work with plenty of time to get there, not listening to anything wretched on the radio, not talking on the phone or texting, and not eating a doughnut.  And not applying mascara either.  But I got hit by a moose anyway.  Get this: the moose jumped a guardrail and landed on The Black Thing and me.  I’m not kidding.

I find this inconvenient.

However, I find myself still alive without any smashed up pieces and my car is driveable.  And, the body shop guy told me that I’m fortunate that the moose didn’t break windows and land in my car since they get gastronomically upset when that happens and because there is a lot of flying glass associated with that event.  No moosearrhea and no raining glass.  Counting my blessings, I am.

Also very glad that moose damage is considered a comprehensive claim.  Yay for the continued reign of my accident-free discount.  Yay for insurance.

And yay for the new excuse to eat doughnuts.  It only goes to figure that if I got hit by a flying moose while not eating a doughnut, then eating a doughnut should prevent aforementioned moose collisions, right?  Another doughnut power!  The world just got a little brighter even if my car is a little wrinkly.

Okay, a lot wrinkly.  This might call for two doughnuts.