ChronoTech

Well, this has been a wonderful fracking day. Me and my roommate headed out so I could drop him off at the airport, and we got to about Yale and Lead, when the back end of the truck started to feel all wonky. I pulled into the parking lot of Tri-H Gas, and got out.

The tire is completely shot. Parts of the tread are missing. The worst part is that I know from the last time this happened to me, I ended up paying almost 200 bucks to replace the tire. At least this time, my truck isn’t sitting on the side of the freeway, with traffic wizzing by at half the speed of light (eighty miles an hour.)

It gets better of course.

My friend Josh shows up to take me to go get a tire. I get to discount tire, and they - of course - don’t have the tire I need. I already called Big O, and they were asking almost two hundred bucks for the tire. Not going to happen. So we left, and after stopping off at Sportsman’s Warehouse so Josh could buy their entire stock of .308 FMJ ammo, Josh dropped me off at the truck, while I called a tow company.

To top it all off, I was very late for work. At least my boss is a pretty understanding guy.

P.S. My motorcycle now charges, but it sat so long that I need to replace the air filters and clean out the carbs, maybe rebuild them. IT NEVER ENDS!