oh, ha ha effing ha

So I stayed late at work, then met The Teacher at a party she was attending with lots of her Teacher friends down in bohemian low-rent NW :-). We were telling someone as we left about our travel woes and joking about things that could go wrong with our trip to Ohio tomorrow. Being silly (I think) she was saying "Please let the car be OK, please let the car be OK," as we walked back to where I had parked.

Well, Hermes has a funny sense of humour. We got int he car, drove about a block, and I said, "I don't like that noise." She said, "I don't either." I pulled over in front of a shuttered church, and we got out to inspect. One tire was flatter than a gyrene's haircut. So, since it was the kerb-side tire, and the street didn't look to dodgy, I got out my undersized spare and changed it, the first time I've changed a tire in dunamany years. A DC policeman stopped by and chatted with us, and then another stopped by to see why the first guy had stopped, and The Teacher made small talk with them while I got the nuts tightened down on the spare. We waved goodbye to the nice cops and drove home.

*sigh* So tomorrow will start off with a trip to the tire store. Assuming they're open the Saturday before a holiday...