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Monday, January 1, 2007

Happy...New Year...
What did I do tonight?
Well, as we were on the way home from a party at Jenny's, a man tried to commit suicide in front of our car.
Short story long: It was only a few minutes after midnight and the roads were crappy, all wet and slick. We were still on the residential roads driving back from Jenny's, and we saw about a half a block away, at an intersection, a man in a suit standing between the lanes. The radio had just mentioned that a lot of cops would be out to monitor for drunk driving, so my mom pulled up further, thinking this man could be one. About fifteen feet away, he gestured for us to come closer and began to move towards the middle of the lane. My mom inched forward and rolled down the window to ask what he was doing. He ignored her and moved to stand directly in ront of the car, still motioning for us to keep going and run him over. Suddenly a little girl came screaming and crying running towards him and dragged him by the arm away from the street to the sidewalk, where two older girls were standing. My mom leaned out to ask if they needd help, but they said they had it under control, and we drove off.
The look on that man's face is burned into my memory. He was totally expressionless. It was obvious he was drunk or otherwise not in control of his senses, because even hitting him from a few feet away wouldn't do more than bash him up pretty painfully, and who was going to go ahead and hit him anyway? And the girl's crying as she pulled him away was heartwrenching. That family will be in my prayers especially from now on. No one has to go through that.

Other than that, happy new year. I played Guitar Hero and the newest version of DDR at the party. And played with sparklers and boxes of matches. 'Twas fun. Don't get drunk, guys, seriously.
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