And you thought the Immaculate Conception was miraculous! After a day of already heightened anxiety levels, upon seeing yet another envelope with that painfully familiar DPT logo in my mailbox I nearly cried out, "Eli, eli, lema sabachthani?" So imagine my disbelief when I read the following words, which I could never have imagined a roomful of monkeys typing, even in eternity:
After reviewing all of the evidence, including the citation and your protest letter, I find the citation invalid under the circumstances. I accept your testimony and the letter of your passenger that you were not in the vicinity of GG Park at the time the parking control officer supposedly checked your vehicle for purposes of regulating overtime parking there. Accordingly, I am dismissing this citation inasmuch as it appears as though the PCO incorrectly wrote it, and without the time check, we have no basis to determine whether any violation occurred. You can expect a refund in the mail in 1 to 2 weeks. No further action is required.
Friends, this could only have come from the hand of God! Verily I say unto you, I know not of a single soul who has received such a blessed communication. Between this and that hurricane map, I'm starting to consider the possibility of a higher power...
To celebrate this victory over Satan's minions, I'm enjoying a $10 Caesar salad out of a plastic container as I await my redeye flight to Boston. I'm drawn there by M. R-'s hospitality and some events designed to evoke collegiate nostalgia. I'm hoping there will be time for a Bach cantata at Emmanuel Church as well. Posts will come when they can; I make no promises.
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