My Glasses were run over by a firetruck in the rain in New York.
This is true. I am currently squinting at the world, eyes dialated, painfully, attempting to bring in enough light that I can see the world.
That said, the story is not as interesting as the statement and I am going to get another pair in the morning.
If anything can be said for blogging, let us say that like writing itself it alleviates the tragedy of life. The irony, the absurdity, the insanity. Oh, to get ones glasses run over by a firetruck in the rain in New York!
UPDATE: Through the services of Lenscrafters' one hour photo, I can see once again. I even have a one year insurence against accidentally breaking this pair including, one thinks, being smashed by a firetruck.