Normally the Red Cross isn't open for blood donations on Sunday, but they called and had some special open house for regular donors, so I went and donated. On my way home, the Rev. Jane Halpburn decided to buck the trend and not stop when the rest of us did:
My buddy Andrew tells me that Jesus wanted her to hit me because I'm a sinner, but clearly her car took more of a beating than my poor WRX.
Now I have to convince her insurance company to total it.