On the way to work today, tiny dog was stricken with sudden curiosity about what would happen to a face were it to collide with an oddly-angled sun shade inside of a Honda Civic at a respectable, but sub-lethal speed. As it happened, tiny dog herself was, at that very moment, driving a vehicle of this description, when she was fortuitously rear-ended by a van. "I've scraped scalps off of those things," said the paramedic of sun shades, as he handed me an ice bag.

Even Uglier

I am kind of becoming obsessed with how hideous I have become... and I now accept the why do you stay with him if he beats you stares I get in random public places as just being part of my new reality.

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