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this past weekend started great, and ended in the gutter.
Friday: left work at 6 to head to Baltimore to meet some friends for a show at the 8 x 10 (Grace Potter & the Nocturnals), and it was phenominal. great show, great synergy, great musicians, and the engineer had those drums sounding SO tight. just a great day
Saturday: got back to Eldersburg, did a few things around home, kicked around, then headed out to the gig with the Crawdaddies. the gig went well, and VERY easy, besides the setup/breakdown and 3 tweaks, i did almost no work. on the way home from the gig...the most unexpected thing happened.
matt called me on the way back to see what was up, and ended up heading over there (which incidentally was the same distance from my house). on the way to his house, i was travelling down 140, about 15 seconds from Royer Road. there was a fucking 4x4 peice of wood in the road in my lane, and i didnt have time or oppurtunity to swerve (opposing traffic, no sunlight)...so my right tires hit this thing, immediately fucking my fron tire. i threw on the donut, and went to matts to cool my nerves. when i left matts, the back tire gave out just shy of 91...and i had to call my dad for help. had to leave the car just off 140. i felt bad for waking him at 3 in the morning.
Sunday: dad wakes me up at 11. we head to the junkyard to find rims. we actually found an exact model of my car, with 2 full tires on it, so we bagged them, took them back to my car, put them on, and i drove it home, but it was obviously still fucked up.
took my ride to Mr. Tire, and got 4 new tires and an alignment. 500+ dollars later, my car is fixed, and now in financial dire straits.
fuck.
Friday: left work at 6 to head to Baltimore to meet some friends for a show at the 8 x 10 (Grace Potter & the Nocturnals), and it was phenominal. great show, great synergy, great musicians, and the engineer had those drums sounding SO tight. just a great day
Saturday: got back to Eldersburg, did a few things around home, kicked around, then headed out to the gig with the Crawdaddies. the gig went well, and VERY easy, besides the setup/breakdown and 3 tweaks, i did almost no work. on the way home from the gig...the most unexpected thing happened.
matt called me on the way back to see what was up, and ended up heading over there (which incidentally was the same distance from my house). on the way to his house, i was travelling down 140, about 15 seconds from Royer Road. there was a fucking 4x4 peice of wood in the road in my lane, and i didnt have time or oppurtunity to swerve (opposing traffic, no sunlight)...so my right tires hit this thing, immediately fucking my fron tire. i threw on the donut, and went to matts to cool my nerves. when i left matts, the back tire gave out just shy of 91...and i had to call my dad for help. had to leave the car just off 140. i felt bad for waking him at 3 in the morning.
Sunday: dad wakes me up at 11. we head to the junkyard to find rims. we actually found an exact model of my car, with 2 full tires on it, so we bagged them, took them back to my car, put them on, and i drove it home, but it was obviously still fucked up.
took my ride to Mr. Tire, and got 4 new tires and an alignment. 500+ dollars later, my car is fixed, and now in financial dire straits.
fuck.