wisdom teeth says...

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I was about 10 feet out of my driveway this morning when I knew something wasn't right. It was a familiar type of something's not right. I pulled back in and sure enough there was a huge nail sticking out of my now flat tire. A few bloody knuckles and some help from the Russian accented meter-reader guy and I had the tire changed. It only took, uh, 45 minutes. I used to be an expert tire-changer but I guess not anymore. Bleh. At least I only need to get it patched and not get a new tire.

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