what's another black eye?

Hubby called a little while ago and said his car went completely dead in the busiest intersection of a nearby tourist town. It had to be towed. Family members are rescuing him as we speak.

Hoo. Rah.

Chuh. Ching.

Give the therapist

A ring-a-ling.

Murphy has been camping out up our asses for about three months now and he's smokin' some powerful weed. He's getting a little too comfortable up there. Get out, ain't no free hook-up on this campground!

Poor old Rick James died today, too. What the funk?!

I'm looking for the silver lining, but so far I'm just getting mecury poisoning.

Hey, an update! I got another call and some wiring to the car's computer had come loose...he's back on the road again, minus a $35 tow fee. Woo-hoo, no disaster! Whew. HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND EVERYONE!