my story is simple, and perhaps a bit sad. on my way to the show from my forest abode, i made it 20 minutes when i noticed a sound, a strange sound at that. as if the road had suddenly changed grooves on my needle skip traction. i had to pull off in a hurry to check out to see. yes . . . there it was, a front wheel flat tire. and not just a hole, or a leak with it's hiss and you know you can't make it much further, but rather a slice or a gash and my tire was whole wheat shredded. on a bolt. it was a bolt in the road that i had hit and it destroyed a new tire i had for two months. i knew right then and there that it was no way i was attempting to drive 2 hours up and 2 hours back on a doughnut. and it cost me $150. oh yeah . . . as i was changing it, just to be nice, the clouds opened up into a pour down water bucket that enforced even more that ole murphy's law chestnut, "hah hah hah human, you are not going, so have some rain pain to wash away your baby tears." the end. another time forumers.
