I’m still angry about my car getting trashed by some jackass last night.

But I did get one smile out of the affair. When the police came to fill out a report, one of them took a look at my rear bumper and wondered whether my “got cthulhu?” bumper sticker might have offended someone sufficiently to provoke the attack. After I told them who Lovecraft and Cthulhu were, they discarded that theory.

Probably just some idiot walking down the street, was their verdict. Sounds plausible to me.

Monday morning I will commence the tedious business of putting in the insurance claim and lining up the body work.

The poor old Taurus. No panel left unbashed.

Too bad CSI: Portland can't match this print to the miscreant's footwear!