Thoughts from the Curb

Jan 23, 2009 - Scenes from the Curb: My Stalker

This is the scene presently down in the Edmunds garage. The Mazda 3 on the right is my girlfriend's and I've been driving it recently since she busted her right ankle on a flying trapeeze (seriously) and consequently cannot drive. I can "unplug" my Z3 to save the battery, so I figured I'd drive the 3 to keep it alive (its automatic transmission in traffic certainly has nothing to do with it).

The car on the left is Mike Magrath's new wheels, which he leased three weeks ago from the exact same dealer we got our 3. Although his is a Touring (versus Grand Touring) and two years newer, they are pretty much identical. This is after Magrath moved into the apartment building next door to me and into an identically numbered apartment unit, while sharing the last four digits of my phone number. Copy Editor Doug Lloyd often says Magrath speaks with a Canadian accent.

If he buys the complete James Bond DVD set and starts wearing a Toronto Blue Jays jersey around the office, I'm hiring a 6'5", 280-pound Uzbek body builder to protect me. This is just too damn creepy.

-James Riswick

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