that perfect hand…

In Ocean's 11, Danny said that "the house always wins. If you play long enough, never change the stakes, then the house takes you. Unless, when that perfect hand comes along, you bet big… and then, you take the house." Here's the hand I've been dealt, sometimes it's risky and sometimes it's safe, but all the time… it's perfect. It's mine.


to wish impossible things

“The stars in the sky illuminate below,
The light is the sign that love will guide you home.”

Nathan, my brother, got into a car accident today. He’s okay, aside from being quite shaken up, so are the other two guys that were in the car with him and so is the driver of the vehicle he hit.

He has had his ‘N’ since March and is an excellent driver. He pulled out a little bit past the stop sign and couldn’t see anyone coming so he made the turn and turned into a van. He just made a little bit of a mistake.
See ever since I got home, Nate has been driving the Nissan Sentra that I’ve been driving the last three years at school. And for the three years before that, Jes drove it. And she started driving it after Nana gave it to us after her many years of driving it. This white, rusted, rickety old car has a legacy not only within our family, but all of our family. So for the past month, he has replaced the brakes and some filter thing and done a ton of work on it, all by himself. The little beater quickly became a labour of love and it was pretty cool watching him driving it like nobody’s business because it reminded me of my grade 11 year and driving the Volkswagen Beetle to school and being invincible. At least feeling so.

Either way, I just hurt for him today because while he had, quite possibly, one of his first real tastes of fear, all of his hard work in a few short weeks came to a flying halt — the car is beyond repair, some call it a “write off”, and it has been a surprisingly sad little evening knowing that the Sentra is off the road for good. And it is totally unfair and sucky (for lack of a better word, honestly) that Nathan has to go through this. Even though there is a lesson in here somewhere, sometimes finding it is pretty annoying. Coupled with the fact that the Stams seem to have the absolute worst luck with vehicles in the history of anyone, I wish for a break for everyone — is that too impossible? Poor guy.

I bet Scott is secretly smiling that it won’t be parked by the Rutherford house anymore, though.