Garbage Bag Window

Just because the parking ticket was not enough today, another wonderfully lucky and fabulous event occurred tonight while I was doing Movie Night at the YWCA shelter. I drove a resident and her daughter to the movie theater, with the daughter in the backseat. The daughter must've been playing with the window, because when I returned to my car later the window was open about two inches. No big deal. So I turned the car up and hit the button to throw the window back up. No go. Tried going down. No go. Up again. No go. Down. Wham! The window not gradually, but loudly, slammed to the bottom of the door. Does the window go up? No. Does the window want to go up? Maybe. I can hear the gears grinding, but no, no, the window does not want to return to its proper position. Hence, when I came home, I had the pleasure of placing a garbage bag over my window. Since I am not an owner of good tape that won't rip the paint off my car (don't get me wrong...I love duct, but I'm skeptical of its strength), I now have a window that is covered by a garbage bag, anchored by bungee cords attached to the door handles. Nice. I have always been annoyed by people in garbage bag-covered windows. It drives me crazy. Grrrrr......and I don't think there's a Volkswagon dealership around here to fix it. Nice. Love it. Great day in Montana. Good omens. Good signs. Happy Lynn. Good night.