At Some Point I Will

...need to get new tires. Like a friend of mine (at least on Facebook) once said, "God Bless Tires." Not sure what that means...but I think he wanted to give thanks that we had rubber wheels on the car after we rolled over a large pothole.


But no matter what my friend wanted God to bless, I still need to get new tires since mine are bald and I won't survive the winter....if they are not replaced.

How's that for prophecies? Take that, Nostradamus!


Departure Time: 7:14
Arrival Time: 7:45
Weather as I call it: Gloomy. Summer of '09 has it in spades
Shady Gas Price: $2.47
Level of commute annoyance (scale of 1 to 10): 2
Feared for my life: Nah

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