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ooo! ah! ow!
Jan. 26th, 2009 07:11 amso, saturday, i had a little adventure. i was heading to my friend Gellis' place. Gellis lives south across the lake from me, on the other side of NOLA. (oddly enough - or perhaps not so odd, no one in the Barony of Axemoor lives in NOLA proper; we all live *around* the city.) anyway, south of the lake, but still north of the city along I-10, i hit something and *shredded* my tire. i mean, it's in little strips hanging from the rim. so, i pulled over, got out, looked at it, and thought, 'well, i have a spare, might as well change the tire.'
so i got everything out of the back - the camping gear, the plywood i was taking to Gellis's for wardoors, and all the tire accoutrements. i rolled the spare up to the front passenger side, jacked up the car, and... couldn't pop the wheel cover off! argh! at this point, i had two choices - wait by the car and hope, or walk home to get to my cell and start making phone calls. that's right, i didn't have my cell phone with me. not that it matters, i haven't got anyone's phone number memorized but my own. at any rate, i repacked up all my stuff, locked up the car, grabbed the blue kit bag out of the front seat (because i was sure someone would think it was a purse if i didn't), and started walking north.
i was pretty proud of myself, actually - i made 3.5-4miles in an hour before the Motorist Assist people saw me and stopped to help. that's a pretty good clip. the Motorist Assist folks were surprised that no one had stopped. i didn't say anything, because while i'd been walking, i was thinking that i wouldn't have stopped, either. you just can't tell these days. i mean, those single white females walking alone on the side of the road, with blue tote bags and red shirts proclaiming 'i am easy to use and operate' - you just can't tell with those ladies!
all's well that ends well, but my muscles and back are now seriously sore due to the unaccustomed workout. i did finally make Gellis's place, and had a great time. but i was really glad i decided to put on deoderant before i went out, because an hour-long walk in southern louisiana, even in winter, works up quite a sweat. i was pretty stinky by the time it was through.
-bs
so i got everything out of the back - the camping gear, the plywood i was taking to Gellis's for wardoors, and all the tire accoutrements. i rolled the spare up to the front passenger side, jacked up the car, and... couldn't pop the wheel cover off! argh! at this point, i had two choices - wait by the car and hope, or walk home to get to my cell and start making phone calls. that's right, i didn't have my cell phone with me. not that it matters, i haven't got anyone's phone number memorized but my own. at any rate, i repacked up all my stuff, locked up the car, grabbed the blue kit bag out of the front seat (because i was sure someone would think it was a purse if i didn't), and started walking north.
i was pretty proud of myself, actually - i made 3.5-4miles in an hour before the Motorist Assist people saw me and stopped to help. that's a pretty good clip. the Motorist Assist folks were surprised that no one had stopped. i didn't say anything, because while i'd been walking, i was thinking that i wouldn't have stopped, either. you just can't tell these days. i mean, those single white females walking alone on the side of the road, with blue tote bags and red shirts proclaiming 'i am easy to use and operate' - you just can't tell with those ladies!
all's well that ends well, but my muscles and back are now seriously sore due to the unaccustomed workout. i did finally make Gellis's place, and had a great time. but i was really glad i decided to put on deoderant before i went out, because an hour-long walk in southern louisiana, even in winter, works up quite a sweat. i was pretty stinky by the time it was through.
-bs
