Flat tire #4 for 2007. Ugh. Not a fan. This whole Year of the Spy thing should TOTALLY lean things my way, but apparently I’m not nearly as 007 as I thought. Last night on the way home from the studio I got ANOTHER flat tire, and managed to get to Rowan’s. Tired and fed up with the world and unwilling to go back out into the world, my friend Mitzi and I sat and ordered pizza, and then got a call a couple of minutes later saying “oh, sorry… we closed”
All I wanted was a pizza. And this morning? The SPARE was flat!!! I guess I HAVE been using it alot, but… sigh.
