I had plans with my brother to try to go to a Conan taping with The Black Keys as the musical guest. We spent the night in Norwalk, woke up around five and headed out to Burbank. My brother noticed something wrong as we were on the freeway so he pulled over and realized it was a flat tire. We quickly put the spare on, but still hadn't made it passed downtown. We stopped again for a bathroom break and a funny smell, then back on the road. We finally made it and waited in line to get out standby tickets. The line didn't seem to long, especially because Justin Bieber was also a guest on the show and there didn't seem to be any crazy Bieber fans.
We thought we would make it. Our standby tickets were fifteen and sixteen, not bad. We had lunch, came back and waited to see if we would still make it. It turned out we didn't make it and it was a horrible feeling. We wished we had told the chick who was passing out the standby tickets that she was going the wrong direction. Had we done that we would have made it.
Then we had to figure out how to get all the way back to at least Norwalk because my brother knew he had to get a new tire. We decided to go to the Griffith Observatory to kill some time.
It was closed, but we walked around, lay in the grass resting, and went for a quick hike towards the Hollywood sign.
I was feeling so tired when we got to the car I was slowly falling asleep. My brother was worried about driving on the spare tire so he figured a way to take the streets back to Norwalk. I passed out as he drove through various parts of L.A. and soon after I woke he pulled over when he noticed something wasn't right. The other front tire was about to pop.
A while back my brother got into an accident that messed up his alignment and was now causing his tires to wear out pretty quick and badly. We flinched and moaned every time we went over potholes and messed up pavement. We finally made it to a place that sells used tires cheap in Norwalk. Of course they didn't have any so he would come back the next day to check again.
The whole day felt like those tires. Warn down and deflated from the excitement and bad news and events. By the end of the day I was beginning to feel depressed remembering it was Valentine's day and I had no one to share it with, again. Everything that could have gone wrong did.
Now I'm trying to shake off the blues as best I can, but the weather is no help at all.
The only thing that was good that came out of the past few days was the gift my mom gave my dad and I as an early Valentine's gift. Tickets to see Rush! I have known Rush since I was four when my dad would listen to them in the car with my brother and I in the back seat.
Rush has been around way before I was even born! Now I have the chance to see them like I saw George Carlin before he passed.
No comments:
Post a Comment