The insurance company denied my claim for the accident. That sucks, alot, but Wanda the Honda is certainly still drivable, and I can afford repairs out of pocket. So I'm not freaking out too much. I had been trying to be sneaky by telling the insurance folks that I still lived with my folks out in Western Maryland where insurance is alot cheaper than downtown Baltimore. What I forgot, however, is that I filled out a change of address form and forgot to tell the post office where I moved. All the paperwork the insurance co sent me to sign when I got the policy back in feb was returned. No signature, no policy. No policy, no valid claim. (Yes, I did feel like a moron by this point.) At least the guy I hit didn't file (or take my info down) b/c then I'd have been royally fucked by hitting him when I was uninsured.

I was willing to eat the cost of the accident, but was still driving an uninsured car. I needed a new policy. So, I did the right thing, the honest thing. I told them where I really do live, gave them the correct address and got the quote. It is twice as expensive to insure a car in bal'mer than it is where my 'rents live. Uuuggghh. But I feel clean. And insured.

I may write more later about my weekend at the cabin, but I'm too hungry to think right now.

I'm off to the harbor for food.

Mike