The only thing cooler than getting your car totaled is when you find yourself crying about it 4 days later when your dad emails you to tell you to pick up a box of cds and spare change waiting in the garage.

I never thought I was attached to that car. But apparently I was. At least 2 crying episodes worth anyway.

SUCH IS LIFE.

Meanwhile I'll be enjoying my muscle relaxers and a 9:00 bedtime as I mourn my loss and embrace the tears.

And as for the Home Run Derby: does anyone stand a chance against Pujols? I say no. But I will still be rooting for Joey Baseball.