karma.

and not the brilliant song by radiohead.


this morning was brought to me by the letter Y and some asian female who knocked on our door at around 10 am, which michael answered. apparently, someone had busted out his left rear taillight. 
but a little back story here, please.


in the past, while, michael has had his ipod, 500gb external hd, socks, koolaid and some expensive speakers stolen from airport security. he has frequent heartburn which came to him suddenly, he has had an issue with getting his drivers license (due to an issue from 2 years ago) reissued for the past 2 months. he has paid the fee at least twice, both times "lost", the bike he bought yesterday- the back tire blew out on our first ride. the front tire died a few minutes ago. after a year of being in storage, we busted out our surround sound system, hooked up to the apartment for about half a day and then a surge protector fell on it while he was wiring something and broke a fuse? either way, the expensive system was thrown out. he is perpetually cutting himself while cooking, knocking his head on everything, every once in a while a cup will break while he's washing dishes; ive never met someone who has spilled so many drinks or meals; broke his heel jumping a fence; i could go on but i wont.
these all might seem like random occurrences that happen to anyone, 'coincidences' if you will.
but to someone like me who heavily believes in 'karma', 'you get what you deserve in life' and other phrases, this sounds to me like someone who should seriously reconsider the way they lead their lives.
i don't mean to speak ill of him in this situation, i brought it to his attention earlier while we were swimming that he has a charge of negative karma in his life which could be due to a few different things and i didn't expect him to believe it (he is a "devout Christian") or even divulge anything to me, but in the case of the taillight, maybe it is life's way of telling him to stop thinking in his head so much about how he wants an import car, or being jealous of what others have. kinda like 'the mind poisons the soul' mumbo jumbo.
anyways, he talked about his approach to how he will deal with it, he may begin going to church on sundays.
i figured that would be his escape from his new found curse. people have a funny way of searching for The Lord whenever they encounter hardships in life. not knocking on em, all the power to you if you feel it is your calling. but maybe, if that's your resort, you should elect to stay near The Lord through thick and thin; one day might be too late.


oh, and i asked the little old neighbors that are always sitting outside their door if they saw or heard anything, they're always out there!
they had- at around 2 am, the man said he heard some kids skating around making a lot of noise. he went outside to check and two kids were skating away.


anyways, off for a ride!
peace.