So last night I hadn't been to band or driven my Squareback for a while, so I decided to do both at the same time. In the back of my mind, I knew the Squareback was coming due for her semi-annual fueling but I thought we'd be okay until after band since I was running late. Ha! As I attempted to go over the freeway, she sputtered and died as the traffic piled up behind us. Of course I'd left my cell phone in my reliable car, leaving me forced to run to the nearest payphone inside a rather swanky hotel. My grubby self found the phone and called my own personal AAA--Andrea. She arrived bearing gas, (she had not travelled afar) within 20 minutes. Not only did I get a reload on the ole' gas tank, but I got a smooch!

Today's Lesson:
When driving your old-ass car, 1. make sure it has enough gas to get where you're going--assume the gas gauge is incorrect and 2. bring your cell phone.
This concludes today's Public Service Announcement.