Just the other day my friend Philippe was telling me – jokingly I hope – how reading my post made him blush. And this morning my kids’ grandma/insurance agent tells me that she thinks I might get a chuckle out of the fact that State Farm has censored my blog. What? Why? I mean fine, there might be one or two posts close to being R-rated but c’mon, we’re all adults here. My first impulse was to call them up and tell them I’m switching insurance companies. But then I thought it’s probably worse for them if I stayed. I’m sure they’ve been waiting for me to leave since my 5th car accident and 2nd totaled Saab. My mom-in-law even suggested that I didn’t run the last incident through the insurance if I wanted to keep my coverage with State Farm (I hit the nanny’s car backing out from my garage two seconds after looking at it).
So screw it, I’m staying. Besides, they can censor me but they won’t shut me up.
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