(Google Cache) I'm sick of two things:

• People that publish a bunch of personal stuff and then get freaked out when they find out people read what they publish.
• Perverts that make bloggers freak out, causing them to close shop.

If you want to dig, the The Rake Forums has some dirt on this one.

We were finishing eating supper at the last table the truck hit. It happened really fast, heard some commotion, looked up and there's a white truck coming at us. Before I could figure out what to do, I got thrown back into the bike rack full of bikes. Tables and chairs flying eveywhere. I looked back around and found my 5-year-old under the truck's front bumper and got him out. Tried to find my 2-year old who had been sitting next to big brother. He had been pushed into the bikes, too, along with my wife. Then I looked to help the people under the truck and knew right away they were stuck.

--Karl Pearson-Cater in the 4th comment of this thread of the Rake Forums regarding his experience with this weekend's truck crash at the Clicquot Club Cafe.