Frustrations -- ok, so what's new?

So, upon returning to Mass from my journey to visit family and friends in California, I was annoyed to learn that my front driver's side tire was flat. What a pain in the ass. ARGH. I got home and surveyed the damage: . So we (Bil and Ollie and Lauren and I) made a pilgrimage to Firestone tires in Boston. Could they fix my sad, flattened tire? Sadly, no, because...... some asshole punctured my tire with a knife!

Who does that? Was it Bil?
Or maybe Infamous Pepe the Cat?
Or perhaps Professor Plum with the knife in front of my house?

Stay tuned!

And so, $98.54 poorer, I'm home now with a brand new tire. Bastards.


That is all.