and the trap snaps shut.

well, that was the most interesting day in a while. not only did i aquire a new backpack, but i learned a little more about how people work, i realized some things about myself, and a little peice of metal sliced its way through the car tire and caused a flat. we pulled over, expecting a tree to fall on us or lightning to strike with the luck we've had in that car... and it only figures that all cell phone reception was momentarily out of whak. i ran halfway down the block trying to get those damned bars (which reminds me of those commercials now that i think about it. i should've looked around for some trees or i dunno people who were lined up from tallest to shortest), to no avail. i ran up the steps to the nearest house and rang the door bell. this old man answers the door and i tell him our how our car got a flat and how we have no cell phone reception and he looks around and he's like "hold on a moment and i'll go and fetch my cell phone." yeah. but for some reason, his worked and i got a hold of my mom's work at the exact time that ron got a hold of my mom on his cell. figures. so, with mom whipering words of wisdom, he proceeded to start to change the tire. me and courtney both realized at the same moment that all we could possibly do is get in the way of his progress- so we went on a walk. around the block, up to patrick and back. we talked a lot, and now i feel kind of bad about all that i know... when we got back ron was still working, but the guy that had lent me his phone had come out and helped, and sam was reading the handy dandy instruction manual on "how to change a tire." together they finished in in a matter of moments. moments from when my mom drove up that is. we stuffed all our junk in the car (and van. you have noticably less room when there's a tire in your truck) and drove back home, gripping the seats for dear life. that was our second "adventure" in that 2000 malibu's short time with us, the first being a lovely trip over an ice hill when the car lost control of the gas gage and steering. definatly the most excitment it awhile. anyone got anything to top that on the list of "we have no luck at all" moments?