concerts & car troubles aka tl;dr
I haven't checked my friendslist since sometime Thursday, so I'm trying to slog through that.
Mindless Self Indulgence on Tuesday was very... interesting. MSI fans are weeeeiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrd. The Birthday Massacre was decent as far as opening bands go, but the first opener made me want to shoot them in the face. :(
Thursday we went adventuring to a skeezy bar in Nashville to go to what was supposed to be a Pink Spiders & Drive By show, but we found out after we (finally) got there that the Pink Spiders cancelled. :( But Drive By was very happy to see us because we were the only ones who knew who they were. :) The bar was ridiculously hard to find mostly due to the fact that it was, quite literally, a hole in the wall. We drove past it like 5 times without ever seeing it and walked around the block for like half an hour before we figured out where it was. Lol. While Drive By was playing, there was a maximum of 15 people in the building, counting the band, the bartender, and the sound guy. Yeah. Poor dudes. We gave them lots of money for merch, though. I bought a t-shirt even though I already have a hoodie and my sis bought herself a hoodie and one for a friend. I kept trying to apologize to them for the show sucking and the lead singer was all like, "No, it was great because you guys came!" Aww, that's sweet honey, but don't you have to, like, be able to put gas in your van or something? ♥
If you have the chance to go see Drive By & The Pink Spiders you should definitely do so. I'm half tempted to hit their show in Cincinnatti on the 30th except for how I really, really, shouldn't.
Then, yesterday, Jen & I headed down to the Ryman to see Eddie Izzard. (♥_♥)
We stopped in Russelville & there was a light on in my car's dash so I decided to check the oil. Which was... practically empty. I made my big sis come out and look at it to make sure I wasn't crazy then she went and got me some oil and she filled it up. I figured I could check when we got to Nashville & before we left to see if it was leaking because I didn't see how it could be, but I also didn't see how it could have so little oil in it otherwise.
When we got to Nashville and were parking, smoke started pouring out of my engine. ...apparently my sister didn't put the oil cap back on & I didn't think to make sure she had. I think it fell out of the engine somewhere on I-24. :(
My mom found a 24-hour car part place and I called them to make sure they had one and I could come get it after the show (because I was not, by fucking god, going to miss that show - the tickets were ridiculous). Went to Eddie (Eddieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So much more awesome live! Nashville! It is a city... of Nash! Known for its... Nash!) then took a cab to get a new oil cap and then back to the car (Ouch! Cabs are expensive!). Put a couple quarts of oil in (since it all, ya know, sploded out of the engine due to lack of oil cap) and put on the new cap so we could go home.
Originally, we were going to swing by Tony&Tonya's before going home (sorry, dears!) but it seemed terribly inadvisable when I still don't know for sure if my car is leaking oil or what the fuck is actually wrong with it. :(
A mechanic friend of my mom's looked at the car briefly today and said that it has definitely had some kind of major engine work done on it (because there's a fucking bolt missing off the manifold or something) that they neglected to mention when I got the car two weeks ago. So, in summary, the dealership either sold me a car that is terribly leaking oil, or handed it over very very low on oil. Either way, stupid fucking move, dealer. Just because it's a used car does not make that okay. It is supposed to be inspected and shit and neither of those things should have been possible, not to mention the whole missing a fucking bolt thing that ought to have come up somewhere. >:(
Anyhow, I'm going up to the dealership on Monday so they can look at it and I can yell at them until they stop trying to sell me some kind of bullshit story of how it can't be their fault and 1) admit the truth and fix whatever bloody problems it has or 2) give me a fucking refund for the car. Not cool, Gary Force of Bowling Green, not cool at all. You'd better make me happy on Monday, because I don't want this to have to get ugly.
Balancing Eddie Izzard and car troubles, though, I think yesterday still comes out on the positive side. Eddie fucking Izzard, yo. I can't wait for Stripped to come out on DVD. I laughed for pretty much the entire two hours. And Eddie Izzard is just so precious with his bouncing and twitching and flailing and spasticness, I just... ♥_♥
Now I have to go shower and get ready to go to Jazz on the Lawn in Clarksville with my family.
♥
P.S. Why don't I know anyone in Chicago that I can stay with to go see Warped? ;_;
P.P.S. Today is Jen's half-birthday. Happy 22.5, dear!
Mindless Self Indulgence on Tuesday was very... interesting. MSI fans are weeeeiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrd. The Birthday Massacre was decent as far as opening bands go, but the first opener made me want to shoot them in the face. :(
Thursday we went adventuring to a skeezy bar in Nashville to go to what was supposed to be a Pink Spiders & Drive By show, but we found out after we (finally) got there that the Pink Spiders cancelled. :( But Drive By was very happy to see us because we were the only ones who knew who they were. :) The bar was ridiculously hard to find mostly due to the fact that it was, quite literally, a hole in the wall. We drove past it like 5 times without ever seeing it and walked around the block for like half an hour before we figured out where it was. Lol. While Drive By was playing, there was a maximum of 15 people in the building, counting the band, the bartender, and the sound guy. Yeah. Poor dudes. We gave them lots of money for merch, though. I bought a t-shirt even though I already have a hoodie and my sis bought herself a hoodie and one for a friend. I kept trying to apologize to them for the show sucking and the lead singer was all like, "No, it was great because you guys came!" Aww, that's sweet honey, but don't you have to, like, be able to put gas in your van or something? ♥
If you have the chance to go see Drive By & The Pink Spiders you should definitely do so. I'm half tempted to hit their show in Cincinnatti on the 30th except for how I really, really, shouldn't.
Then, yesterday, Jen & I headed down to the Ryman to see Eddie Izzard. (♥_♥)
We stopped in Russelville & there was a light on in my car's dash so I decided to check the oil. Which was... practically empty. I made my big sis come out and look at it to make sure I wasn't crazy then she went and got me some oil and she filled it up. I figured I could check when we got to Nashville & before we left to see if it was leaking because I didn't see how it could be, but I also didn't see how it could have so little oil in it otherwise.
When we got to Nashville and were parking, smoke started pouring out of my engine. ...apparently my sister didn't put the oil cap back on & I didn't think to make sure she had. I think it fell out of the engine somewhere on I-24. :(
My mom found a 24-hour car part place and I called them to make sure they had one and I could come get it after the show (because I was not, by fucking god, going to miss that show - the tickets were ridiculous). Went to Eddie (Eddieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So much more awesome live! Nashville! It is a city... of Nash! Known for its... Nash!) then took a cab to get a new oil cap and then back to the car (Ouch! Cabs are expensive!). Put a couple quarts of oil in (since it all, ya know, sploded out of the engine due to lack of oil cap) and put on the new cap so we could go home.
Originally, we were going to swing by Tony&Tonya's before going home (sorry, dears!) but it seemed terribly inadvisable when I still don't know for sure if my car is leaking oil or what the fuck is actually wrong with it. :(
A mechanic friend of my mom's looked at the car briefly today and said that it has definitely had some kind of major engine work done on it (because there's a fucking bolt missing off the manifold or something) that they neglected to mention when I got the car two weeks ago. So, in summary, the dealership either sold me a car that is terribly leaking oil, or handed it over very very low on oil. Either way, stupid fucking move, dealer. Just because it's a used car does not make that okay. It is supposed to be inspected and shit and neither of those things should have been possible, not to mention the whole missing a fucking bolt thing that ought to have come up somewhere. >:(
Anyhow, I'm going up to the dealership on Monday so they can look at it and I can yell at them until they stop trying to sell me some kind of bullshit story of how it can't be their fault and 1) admit the truth and fix whatever bloody problems it has or 2) give me a fucking refund for the car. Not cool, Gary Force of Bowling Green, not cool at all. You'd better make me happy on Monday, because I don't want this to have to get ugly.
Balancing Eddie Izzard and car troubles, though, I think yesterday still comes out on the positive side. Eddie fucking Izzard, yo. I can't wait for Stripped to come out on DVD. I laughed for pretty much the entire two hours. And Eddie Izzard is just so precious with his bouncing and twitching and flailing and spasticness, I just... ♥_♥
Now I have to go shower and get ready to go to Jazz on the Lawn in Clarksville with my family.
♥
P.S. Why don't I know anyone in Chicago that I can stay with to go see Warped? ;_;
P.P.S. Today is Jen's half-birthday. Happy 22.5, dear!