Blammo! Screwed!

Walked outside to go to lunch on Monday to find my front-right tire had gone flat. Called AAA and they dispatched a guy to help me out fairly quickly (by the way, a AAA membership is without a doubt the best money you'll ever spend. If you haven't done it, do it).

The AAA guy climbed out of his tow truck and shot me a look like I'd forgotten to flush or something, which was puzzling. (Dude, my tire is flat. You don't think it was caused by some sort of drugged-out behavior on my part, do you?) It quickly became obvious that he was one of those blue collar guys who has The Answer to Everything and it's just such a shame that he's been placed on this earth amidst a sea of morons.

He took the tire off and displayed the culprit: a screw, neatly embedded, dead middle of the tire tread.

So, yesterday, I took my poor tire to a Goodyear shop and had it patched. Got some ilustration work done in the waiting room, but I was forced to endure an hour of Jerry Springer on the waiting room TV. (Two obese women were fighting over something and had taken their tops off for some reason).

In the end... ah...

Well, bugger all. What an inane post. It just occurred to me that this story is about as exciting as watching paint dry.

Sorry.
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posted by Jeremy Bear 10:16 AM

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