It's Always Sumthin'

Two days ago I was told by a mechanic that I needed new tires. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I looked at them, kicked them, and decided: Hell, these are good for another 5,000 miles or at least another 2,000!

Last night on my way home from work I blew a tire. Sigh...

The good news: It happened around 7:30 pm, not in the middle of rush hour traffic; it happened in front of Fox Studios and I pulled over in Cheviot Hills - a very safe neighborhood; the roadside service arrived within 10 minutes.

The bad news: The mechanic told me I need new tires.