Sunday, August 11, 2002
Everything I've done has been done in the glare of a blinding sun |3:46 PM|
You're never really lost in your home town. You may just have abso-fucking-lutely no clue to where you are headed. Combine this with a lack of sunglasses, and a pair of front tires that, you've been assured, could blow out at
any time, then you start to have a problem. You'd love to adjust your A/C but at speeds over 60 miles an hour your car starts to rattle like a bad star trek episode, and you honestly feel that your car is about to give up this whole transportation thing and give asphalt surfing a try. You are keeping both hands firmly planted on the wheel, pulling to the left.
Oh, did I mention the shitty alignment?
At least I had good music in the CD player that I couldn't adjust. The handsfree set I installed had slid up to the center of the wheel from all the radical changes in heat. Dammit. I was lost in my own home town. I knew where I was, and what I was near. I just could not find this damn National Tire and Battery. They decided (They being the City of Austin) to remove a damned highway. The whole thing. It is now a big dirt field bordered by access roads. This was quite a shock, one I didn't want to deal with while wrestling with a car that I have already spent a great deal of money upon this week.
But, I made it there, and back, and now my car is damn near perfect. I need to do something about the religous candles that melted underneath the passenger side seat, though. That was my afternoon. What was yours?
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