Clang, clang, clang went the trolley...

Robin and I got to decorate our Christmas tree, have a near death experience, and a real live car chase...all in one night! How lucky are we?

Pictures of the Christmas tree will be up sometime soon, but I don't know how soon since I anticipate being busy until 7:30 pm this Sunday. But our tree is spectacular and I know you're all waiting with baited breath, so I'll try not to keep you in suspense for too long.

Back the the near death experience, we'd gone to buy some more ornaments for our tree and at that point had not met with much success. We had hope; however, and as we happily crossed the parking lot we realized we were about be rundown by a crosstown trolley!

The trolley driver seems to have a rather singular view about getting people where they need to go. It is this and nothing else that occupies his mind. I know I didn't ask him, but it must be so. How else can you explain that upon seeing two pedestrians in his path he not only didn't break, but actually accellerated at an alarming rate?

His thoughts were practically audible, "More pedestrians walking about? How can I deliver my passangers on time when people insist on walking places? Well, they're right there, I'll just squish them flat and there'll be two less to worry me."

Robin and I lept from harms way in the nick of time into a bank of snow. The toe of my left sneaker got very wet. We then ran directly to her car and sped off in hot pursuit. We would have our revenge.

The trolley driver knew he was in trouble and he tried lose us in traffic. But ultimately his passion for conveying people in a timely manner would be his undoing. As he idled in front of Target we caught up with him. We had just enough time to record his trolley number and liscence plate. Nothing could stop us now. We had everything we needed to...call his superiors and lodge a formal complaint about his driving.