Bam!

Recall from yesterday's post that the show today was sorta TBD, dependent on weather in PA. You see (and my Northeast readers are already well-aware of this fact), my entire touring territory is currently under a Winter Weather Advisory. A big one. So big, in fact, that my contact informed me that my show would probably be canceled. "I'll call you around 5am if it is," she told me. "Otherwise, just assume we're still expecting you." Since the show was a six hour drive from my hotel (on freeways that were under "snow" conditions), I was hoping for a snow day myself.

When my alarm when off at 5am, there was no message.

When I checked online at 5:30am, the website reported a two-hour delay.

When I got out to the car by 6am, there was no message.

After driving for about two-and-a-half hours on slick freeways dotted with snowplows and spun-out cars, I finally got a text message from my contact:

"belle vernon closed. we will need to reschedule. thanks be careful"

I hightailed it off the interstate, called the office to let them know what was up, and headed my way to a Starbucks (thanks to my trusty GPS; love this thing!) It was only 8:35am, so I had plenty of time to get to my next hotel, and could even run some show-related errands. So nice to have an unexpected free, relaxing day.

Or so I thought. Within 0.6 miles of the my destination (yay Garmin nüvi!), and while stopped at a red light, I was rear-ended by an SUV. BAM!

Now, for those of you who are worried, I am OK. Perhaps a little achy, but OK. My props and set all look OK. Her car is pretty much fine (her license plate fell off, I think). My poor little Honda Civic, however, looks like this:



Yeah.

Stephanie, my manager at the Slim Goodbody office, talked me down and helped me through the logistics of insurance and registration. The other driver was just as shaken as I, so we chatted and made each other comfortable in her car while we waited for the police to arrive. For my sanity -- and because I have almost 1000 miles of driving ahead of me before I get back to Brooklyn -- I had the car visually checked out at a local Honda dealership. So now it's back to the tour. I'm currently resting up at the originally-intended Starbucks, waiting out the worst of it before I head towards my hotel. Which has a whirlpool with my name on it...

Call tomorrow: 7:30am (or maybe 8am), Inn at Nichols Village. I'm off to the Adirondacks!

Police Officer Quote of the Day: "You have a bodysuit with organs in your car." "Yes officer, it must have fallen out of my bag." "I'm not going to ask..."