The Hēathernet 20oz. to Geekdom

Left wondering why

My new-to-me-for-just-3-months Honda Element was keyed by a vandal sometime late this week. Michelle and I found the marks on my car as we walked out to run some errands in her car Halloween morning. The scratches are deliberate and deep and my car was the only one in the nearby spaces damaged. They seemed fresh with powdery bits of my gorgeous finish still clinging to the ridges along each gouge. (Just Friday night on our way to dinner I walked by a bright orange 2003 Element and marveled at how Honda seems to use a special paint that makes their cars always look new.) The last I knew my car to be undamaged was probably Thursday or Wednesday, and Wednesday night I admit I parked with my rear tire over the white line and into the spot next to mine.

I'm left wondering why. I wish I knew for sure that it was an act of retribution for my poor parking job. Then at least I would know that, although the vandal remains a criminal in every regard, I'd have someone to be mad at: Me. Now I'm trying, but the anger doesn't stick. I'm just sad, sad that my car, that was found used in such excellent condition, has started to expeditiously march on her once slow fade to junk.

Here are some gruesome photographs of KayleE's damage:

Across the hood, real deep

The passenger door, it continues...

...all the way down to the rear

A little extra exclamation point on the passenger door

The full side, I don't know if you can pick it out

The hood, once more, where they really got her