Story time.
So last night, I ran over the remains of someone's crash onto an offramp and managed to earn myself a flat tire.
This morning, I dug through the car for a tire gauge after changing to the spare. In the process, I found:
- A Gen VI promotional timeline poster
- An unopened deck of Magic cards, Commander 2015, still wrapped in the Walmart bag
- A TomTom, presently DeadDead
- Multiple tickets, because I'm apparently a bad, bad rat
- The battery from my previous car, crashed as of 2008
- Two bottles of lubricant
- A learner's permit, issued in 2010, for someone I have never met, who is now 25
- My surgically extracted wisdom teeth, from a 2015 procedure
- Gas receipts from 2012
- An ancient universal cell phone charger from the dark times before the advent of our lord and savior the micro USB standard
- A smorgasbord of heads to go with the charger
- A necklace I gave to my ex, broken during something that rhymes with ex; we broke up in 2009
- New Car Smell Car Cologne, way out of its league
- All my tire receipts with Road Hazard coverage
except the one for the driver side front, which is the flat
- Sales brochure for my car, printed in 1994, back when the 6-CD changer with high-fidelity sound was a premium option
I think perhaps I need to address this matter when the weather warms.
Bright side, I did find the tire gauge.
Tires were fine.
Year of the Rooster event started in Overwatch
And now I'm off to go play Skin to Win.
Back to your regularly scheduled discussion, y'all.