The summer of excitement continues

Last night I was tired from lifting and my sleep schedule was still a bit off from my weekend trip to Austin, so I went to be early (about 10 or so). Ryan (my roommate) comes running in at 11:20 PM (it might as well have been 3 AM -- it sure felt like it -- as I was out cold) and wakes me up. It took me several minutes to get my bearings and sort of figure out what was going on, but he kept saying, "Dude, did you hear that? How did you not hear that? Come here," and things of that nature. When I finally got out of bed and walked out to the living room, there was what seemed to be a late 80s Buick (or something similar...it was dark and I was out of it) sitting ON OUR FRONT LAWN. I could see the faint orange glow of a cigarette burning from about where the driver's head should be (I think his head actually was there, I just couldn't see it -- this story isn't THAT weird). I began freaking out a little bit, since this seemed even more surreal to me than it would have at a normal time given my state. I made sure the door was locked, and I suggested that we call the cops. After discussing this for about 4 seconds, we decided to do so, but right then the lunatic started driving off of our yard. He missed Ryan's car by a few inches. He proceeded to drive to the house next to ours, graze the car that was parked in front of that house, sit for a while, then drive away. The neighbors from the other side walked over, and they had already called the cops (apparently the idiot had already crashed into a trailer sitting in front of their house). After standing in front of my house in only my boxers for a good 5 minutes, just sort of laughing deliriously, I went back to bed. The cops found the guy later, staggering down an alley, completely wasted. They came by our house around midnight (I was long asleep) and asked Ryan how much the mailbox was worth, which apparently he had hit on his way into our property, to which he just laughed (for explanation, look a few posts back to the one about our shower). Here are a couple of pictures of the aftermath.
Also, I'm tired of being treated with no respect by a certain Ukrainian at my place of employment. That is all I'm going to say about that, because it would not be edifying for me or anyone else involved to elaborate.

Furthermore, I have attached this, which I meant to add to yesterday's post but could not do so because Blogger.com was down for maintenance.

I think that the point of the beginning of Genesis is for God to demonstrate to Israel that Yahweh (redeemer God that they knew, saved them from slavery) is the creator and one true God of the universe. With that in mind, it seems like the literal, historical accuracy of the first of Genesis is less of an issue. Giving us a "scientific", empirical account of "the beginning" was definitely not God's point through Moses there. However, it doesn't seem like this is enough of a reason to say that it is figurative, just maybe that it isn't the point. Also, the Bible seems pretty clear that the point of creation is definitely humans. The current scientific movement that man is no more important than amoebas or tigers or trees or whatever seems correct if there is no God, but based on some explicit Biblical reasoning and some slightly more complex lines of thought which I won't post here, it seems like if there is omniscient, sovereign God, God's mercy and love to fallen man is the main story. This doesn't mean we should go on living like we are God over this planet and destroying other life and resources, etc., as the book says, but I think the reasons are other than "humans are no better than the rest of living things". I cannot accept that human consciousness can be fully explained by electrical signals which were produced as an evolutionary process. I haven't thought this through too well, so I'm not sure just yet how I feel about everything. Feel free to post your thoughts.