A week or so ago, and when I say a week or so I mean from the time I started this blog, I got a flat tire on my way to work. Actually I'm pretty positive the flat happened over the weekend while my car sat on a nail for two days straight but no matter. Now, it was early in the morning and I don't make it a habit to walk around my car checking for flat tires before I leave. (I later made a note to self that maybe I should start doing this)

So I headed out to work and was on the highway like every other day. This particular day I was chose to follow the speed limit, with my speedometer that doesn't work, while driving in the middle lane. Not too long after getting on the highway a white gas guzzling Mercury SUV, driven by a guy who probably complains about gas prices more then I do, started tailing me. Which is one of my pet peeves by the way. Then he decides he's tired of bothering me and pulls over to the right lane and starts to pass me. Which is another pet peeve fyi, you're supposed to pass people on the LEFT side. However, I guess he realized that he shouldn't bother me by passing on my right, got behind me and went into the correct lane for passing. WTH. Was this guy drunk at 9:00 in the morning?!? He doesn't pass me though which annoyed me (I get very annoyed by little things in the morning) so I look over to give him an evil look. That will show him! Yeah! Evil look! But what? He wants me to roll down my window? Dude. No. Go away.

However, at this point annoying Mercury SUV driver has finally awakened me early, most days it takes me until 10:30 or so, and it finally dawned on me that something could be wrong. (Please remember I’m not a morning person.) So I rolled down my window.

"You have a flat tire!" he yells.
I didn't hear him, "What?!?"
"You have a flat tire! In the back!" he screams while pointing towards my tire.
"Seriously?!?", in a tone that I really don't believe him.
"YEAH! IN THE BACK!"
"Thank you!"

And he drives off. It's at this point that I feel my car shaking for what would have been an unknown reason if I hadn't known I had a flat tire. Understand that I've never experienced having one before. I was now heading on to another highway so I pulled over on the shoulder. First I called work to let them know I would be late. That seemed like a highest priority while sitting on the side of the road with cars zooming past me. Next was Triple AAA (American Automobile Association in case you were wondering. Or it could be Autos Are Amazing. You pick).

Because I was on the side of the highway I supposedly got a Priority One dispatch. Apparently. Maybe they lied. It wasn’t very priority one like. It’s funny really because while I’m sitting there in the heat of the morning I had a AAA truck drive past me. That truck seemed like it would be there in a priority one length of time. Then as I had nothing to do I was watching the highway in back of me and saw a second AAA truck going on down the highway I just got off of. Do do doo. FINALLY, a AAA lady pulls behind me. She get out, says hello, and says, “That is definitely a flat tire”. Thanks for that, I’ll log that away, moving on, can you fix it now kthanx.

She fixed the tire. She showed me the nail. And she advised that the previous owner appeared to have bought three new tires when they last bought tires, the flat one was a lot more worn then the others. And she advised it would be best to buy a new tire.

As a side note, I appreciate AAA lady’s tire advise because she showed me the difference between tires, she appeared to be right, but of course when I actually went to buy a new tire as expected they tried to sell me four new tires. I politely said no thanks, give me just one, the cheapest if possible.

As another side note, I would like to add that I do know how to change a tire. I could probably direct someone in doing it. I think. But should you be a lucky, or unlucky one, to know me, you have to know that there is no way I could jack up a car, drag a 20 pound tire out of my trunk and get it on my car securely, yeah, in your dreams. Or my dreams.

I digress.

I did get to meet a very nice state trooper in the midst of all this. He randomly drove up behind us with his lights on. It’s kind of nice to meet police officer related people without getting a ticket. They seem much more kind and caring when your tire is flat and it didn’t happen because you were speeding. Because I wasn’t. Anyhoo.

Finally everything was fixed and I was on my way to work. I was an hour late. Which is much earlier then if I would have had to fix it myself or course.

Just a quick note to let you all know...

I found out about a half hour ago that Clay is returning to Spamalot in September. September 19th - January 4th. I'll be there in October. But I'm not excited or anything.

In other news, I'm working 60 hours this week so I can have money when I go to NYC in October.

So in case you were wondering I haven't fogotten about my blog. I'm actually working on a blog now, well, at work. The blog is at work and I'm not starting over so you'll have to wait for me to remember to e-mail it to myself so I can post it. However, I can tell you that it's a good one. It's about my second expensive Monday in a row. The first one was me waking up, tripping on my blanket, falling over my alarm clock and smashing my glasses. The second expensive monday is a longer story though so turn your RSS feed on and stay tuned.