monday night, i swam at chuck and gordon’s place to wash off the stress of lazy bear weekend.
tuesday night, i was at the crest theatre testing out the laptop and lcd projector to superimpose the lyrics to phantom of the paradise onto the screen. it seems to work well. when i get out to the car, parked out back, i find that someone has popped one of my tires. it’s hissing from the sidewall, and i didn’t do anything to cause it. i drive home quickly to avoid having to deal with it downtown. fortunately, i live about 10 blocks from the theatre, so it’s no biggie.
next morning, i go out to deal with the tire and i find that it wasn’t just one tire that was popped, but all four. fuck! that’s going to be expensive. i call around and find the tires i need at a price that i can not afford, but have to. car is towed to the goodyear tire dealer 10 blocks away, and tires are changed.
so, when i go to pay for these tires, the credit card i want to use is declined. that sucks. well, i leave the car there and go home to figure out exactly how to get my car back.
thursday morning dawns, and i do two massages, and get to the tire store, able to pay more cash, and put less on plastic, and i get my car back. hooray!
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