*After hitting a flock of birds shortly after takeoff today, a plane crashed in the Hudson River. All passengers and crew made it off safely, in a true testament to training, preparation... and the value of those plastic instructions in the seatback pocket.
*Roland Burris, err The Magic Man, was officially sworn in today as the junior senator from Illinois.
*Hearings on Capitol Hill in regard to Obama's cabinet confirmations continued today. Of the big appointments--Clinton as Secretary of State, Holder as Attorney General, and Geither at Treasury--all are going well, even with the hiccup Geither is experiencing in regard to a former housekeeper he employed who turned out to have exceeded her immigration term. She went on to get a green card and, seemingly, all is well.
*9:00PM eastern time on Friday: That is the hour that Bush's team no longer inhabits the West Wing. Hooray! With the exception of a few key positions, the staffers will turn in their keys and leave for the final time.
Showing posts with label crash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crash. Show all posts
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Another Crash... Surprised?
Wow, another bike crash. Maybe things really do come in threes. This past weekend my friend Travis wanted to try riding a bike with his feet clipped into the pedals to see how it felt. I jumped onto my other bike and joined. In a complete freak occurrence, we were sprinting down the street and my shoe came flying out of the pedal. It caused me to flipped off the bike on my left side and grind to a halt from 35mph. Blegh, not again. Below is a picture of the knee wounds and the gauze responsible for protecting me. Not pictured are the road rashes on my elbow, hand, and chin. Delicious.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Crash...es
Yikes. I've been gone the last two days bike racing... and crashing. Crashed yesterday in a sprint for the win and crashed again today going about 40mp. Not that I didn't know it before, and not that you don't know yourself, but crashing blows. I'm currently laying on the couch nursing four road rashes down my right side, hoping that tomorrow will feel a bit better. Gonna call it a night, but look for a race review tomorrow.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
2nd & O: Medialess
Evidently the most spectacular car crash in recent La Grande memory isn't enough to roust out a reporter from the local paper. As a result, the pictures and official story I promised are going undelivered. Well, at least for now. News is that the girl driving was life-flighted to Boise and is still alive. Maybe tomorrow will be a slow news day and there will be space on the front page. I mean, they wouldn't want to bump the Pink Glasses Baby. Front page news is competitive business around here, get used to it.
Not only is 2nd & O medialess, it's photographerless. I tried to snap a few shots last night with my trusty Canon Powershot, but either it was not up to the task or, more likely, the operator was vastly underskilled.
Not only is 2nd & O medialess, it's photographerless. I tried to snap a few shots last night with my trusty Canon Powershot, but either it was not up to the task or, more likely, the operator was vastly underskilled.
So Let's Start Off With A BANG
Woah. Preparing for a big day tomorrow (more on that, well, tomorrow) and am up fairly late when I hear a big "thud!" outside the house. By the time I'm out of my bed looking out the window, two cops were in the intersection with lights and sirens blaring, illuminating a huge cloud of dust. They continued on and I figured it was simply a chase, nothing more.
Wrong. The thud wasn't from the car bottoming out where I looked out the window, but instead from the car crashing into the tree across the street from my house. About a quarter hour after the crash I heard conversation outside and my pops said he had to show me something. The entire lower level of our house was illuminated in red and blue; the block was blanketed by cop cars.
The car had hit the curb where I saw the dust and then swerved across the road and hit our lawn. Thirty feet later it hit our lawn for the second time and caused the vehicle to fly into the air, hit the street sign, and crush into the tree across the street. The driver, drunk and going approximate 80-90mph according to the cops, was thrown from the car. She was visibly uninjured, but you never know what happens under the skin when that kind of force is involved. Look for pictures tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow, I'm substitute teaching in Spanish. Perhaps I should teach them "choque" which means "crash." Now, to get rid of these jitters and get some sleep. I say again, Woah.
Wrong. The thud wasn't from the car bottoming out where I looked out the window, but instead from the car crashing into the tree across the street from my house. About a quarter hour after the crash I heard conversation outside and my pops said he had to show me something. The entire lower level of our house was illuminated in red and blue; the block was blanketed by cop cars.
The car had hit the curb where I saw the dust and then swerved across the road and hit our lawn. Thirty feet later it hit our lawn for the second time and caused the vehicle to fly into the air, hit the street sign, and crush into the tree across the street. The driver, drunk and going approximate 80-90mph according to the cops, was thrown from the car. She was visibly uninjured, but you never know what happens under the skin when that kind of force is involved. Look for pictures tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow, I'm substitute teaching in Spanish. Perhaps I should teach them "choque" which means "crash." Now, to get rid of these jitters and get some sleep. I say again, Woah.
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