Quote of the Moment:
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.” - Audrey Hepburn
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.” - Audrey Hepburn
Mood: i'm good.
Music: pretending.
Music: pretending.
Previously:
blessings from lies.
tell. me. why.
jim varney.
homecoming.
fiction (before it's too late).
yay.
countdown.
we need prayers.
noah.
Punxsutawney Phil.
blessings from lies.
tell. me. why.
jim varney.
homecoming.
fiction (before it's too late).
yay.
countdown.
we need prayers.
noah.
Punxsutawney Phil.
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Thursday, March 4, 2010
thought i was going to die.
Today was too, too funny. Funny. Funny. Funny.
Kevin and I went to Mineola la la la today. Note the related post below. This morning one of the first things I noted about his truck was that it had more than 255,000 miles on it. I commented on this. He said he'd had the truck for 10 years, that the engine had been changed out three times and the transmission twice, and that it still ran so smooth. So we went to Mineola and had a perfectly pleasant day.
On our 45 minute drive back from Mineola, I was sitting in the passenger seat writing. I was trying to get a head start on my story. Kevin was talking about something and I was saying "yeah" and "uh huh" and "yeah" (again) occasionally when all of a sudden the car started vibrating very, very loudly and did this "ku-klung, ku-klung, KU-KLUNG" thing.
We were in the left lane on the highway and he was driving 85 mph trying to get us back to the paper. When that happened, it startled me but I remained calm until he decided to turn the steering wheel very, very sharply to the right to cut across the right lane and onto the shoulder. I, however, thought we were about to nose-dive into the ditch so I grabbed hold of the "oh shit" handle and started saying "Oh shit" over and over and screaming and screaming. As soon as the car stopped, I jumped out of the truck and literally starting jumping up and down. Kevin told me to get back in the truck. He said he was going to check the tires (we both thought a tire had blown) and get back on the road. I started screaming that we were absolutely not going to get back in that truck. He walked around it and low and behold all of the tires appeared perfectly fine. When he told me this, I did not believe him. So I jogged (literally) around the truck twice and low and behold all of the tires appeared perfectly fine. So we got back in the truck.
But then the vibrating and the "ku klung-ing" started again. So we drove at 40 mph to the nears auto shop where we waited for 45 minutes as a guy adjusted the weights on the tire... I don't know what this meant. But the guy said we were good to go. So we got back on the highway. Then the vibrating and the "ku klung-ing" started again. So we stopped at the next auto shop. We waited for 30 minutes while these guys checked out the truck. Oh. But first. This one guy laid underneath the truck and asked Kevin to drive back and forth so he could check it out. I thought, "Man, you do not know Kevin. I would not lay underneath this truck for anything." But the guy managed to live and figured out what was wrong with the truck.
The joint that holds the drive shaft in place... yeah, it'd popped off somewhere on the highway. He said the only way to stop it was to remove the drive shaft. So he removed the drive shaft and used a wire tie - as in a wire hanger - to tie the drive shaft to another ummm thing on the truck. I don't know what this meant. Here's what I know: The guy said that we were good to go, but that if the tie happened to come untied, we'd probably die because the car would literally go out of control.
So we got back on the highway and what does Kevin do... He starts driving 80 mph to make up for lost time. I thought I was going to die.
But I'm still alive. :)
And really, when you think about it... it was funny. I can say, I'll never forget today for oh so many reasons.
Kevin and I went to Mineola la la la today. Note the related post below. This morning one of the first things I noted about his truck was that it had more than 255,000 miles on it. I commented on this. He said he'd had the truck for 10 years, that the engine had been changed out three times and the transmission twice, and that it still ran so smooth. So we went to Mineola and had a perfectly pleasant day.
On our 45 minute drive back from Mineola, I was sitting in the passenger seat writing. I was trying to get a head start on my story. Kevin was talking about something and I was saying "yeah" and "uh huh" and "yeah" (again) occasionally when all of a sudden the car started vibrating very, very loudly and did this "ku-klung, ku-klung, KU-KLUNG" thing.
We were in the left lane on the highway and he was driving 85 mph trying to get us back to the paper. When that happened, it startled me but I remained calm until he decided to turn the steering wheel very, very sharply to the right to cut across the right lane and onto the shoulder. I, however, thought we were about to nose-dive into the ditch so I grabbed hold of the "oh shit" handle and started saying "Oh shit" over and over and screaming and screaming. As soon as the car stopped, I jumped out of the truck and literally starting jumping up and down. Kevin told me to get back in the truck. He said he was going to check the tires (we both thought a tire had blown) and get back on the road. I started screaming that we were absolutely not going to get back in that truck. He walked around it and low and behold all of the tires appeared perfectly fine. When he told me this, I did not believe him. So I jogged (literally) around the truck twice and low and behold all of the tires appeared perfectly fine. So we got back in the truck.
But then the vibrating and the "ku klung-ing" started again. So we drove at 40 mph to the nears auto shop where we waited for 45 minutes as a guy adjusted the weights on the tire... I don't know what this meant. But the guy said we were good to go. So we got back on the highway. Then the vibrating and the "ku klung-ing" started again. So we stopped at the next auto shop. We waited for 30 minutes while these guys checked out the truck. Oh. But first. This one guy laid underneath the truck and asked Kevin to drive back and forth so he could check it out. I thought, "Man, you do not know Kevin. I would not lay underneath this truck for anything." But the guy managed to live and figured out what was wrong with the truck.
The joint that holds the drive shaft in place... yeah, it'd popped off somewhere on the highway. He said the only way to stop it was to remove the drive shaft. So he removed the drive shaft and used a wire tie - as in a wire hanger - to tie the drive shaft to another ummm thing on the truck. I don't know what this meant. Here's what I know: The guy said that we were good to go, but that if the tie happened to come untied, we'd probably die because the car would literally go out of control.
So we got back on the highway and what does Kevin do... He starts driving 80 mph to make up for lost time. I thought I was going to die.
But I'm still alive. :)
And really, when you think about it... it was funny. I can say, I'll never forget today for oh so many reasons.