"Take 2 tires and call me in the morning"

[giza]

I drove down to Maryland this past weekend and visited Chris, an old high school buddy of mine who sorta works for the NSA now. He gets to play with badass technologies at his job that I never even DREAMED of. :-) Then I was off to hang out with Loki (joshvon) and some of the Maryland Furs on Sunday afternoon. We saw The Lion King on IMAX (second time for me), then some of us went back to Non_Sanity Cat's place for the Funday Pawpet Show and socializing. It was a very pleasant weekend.

Then, on the way into work this morning, after I got off of I-95, I noticed, "gee... my car is drifting to the right, maybe the alignment is out of whack?". A few blocks later, I pull into the parking lot, and heard the telltale *FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP*. Dammit. Must be a flat tire. So, I get out, and see not one, but TWO flat tires on the passenger side! Well, f*ck me plenty!

I'm not sure how this happened. My guess is that perhaps I hit something while on I-95 and the air slowly got let out. Had I blown two tires at once, I'd most likely have lost control of the car. I got the car towed to my dealership, and they'll look at it tomorrow. I'm interested in hearing what they have to say about it.

Ugh. I get to get up early and take the train tomorrow. I'm off to bed now!

Comments

Blee

[jouva.livejournal.com]

Well atleast you're near ONE of the train stations. Which one do you need to use to get to work once you hit the city?