No matter how rough things get, the world will step up to make you laugh. And this time we're laughing at someone else's near-tragedy, so that makes it all the more satisfying.
In a Twilight Zone part of Washington state, Charles and Linda Everson were driving along, minding their own business, when God struck their minivan with a falling cow. The Eversons were unhurt but the cow, which had fallen off a 200-foot cliff was quoted as saying it was "not his best day" before joining the choir invisible. The hood of the couple's minivan took a major hit.
I immediately thought of Mr. Everson, after changing his shorts, calling his insurance agent.
INSURANCE WEASEL: So, Mr. Everson, you say you hit a cow?
EVERSON: No, a cow hit us. Fell on us, actually.
WEASEL: Fell on you.
EVERSON: From a great height.
WEASEL: Uh-huh. And was there alcohol involved, Mr. Everson?
EVERSON: I don't know. What do cows usually drink, White Russians?
WEASEL: I don't think your policy covers flying bovines, Mr. Everson.
EVERSON: No, I didn't think so.
WEASEL: Nor sarcasm.
EVERSON: My rates will be going up, won't they?
WEASEL: Oh yes, of course, Mr. Everson. Way up.
EVERSON: Of course.
You know, sometimes, when you least expect it, the news is a gift. Let's hope your day is free of falling cows.