The Plan

If you talk to me today and I seem a little distracted, this is why:

1. We need to be out out OUT today, and I am not yet out. It’s mostly cleaning and final tidbit bagging, and it shouldn’t be a problem, but it’s a ‘pot odds’ situation more than a ‘hand odds’ one. It shouldn’t take more than a few hours concerted effort, but I don’t even want to consider the unholy devastation that would descend upon me should I fail.

2. To make #1 Extra Exciting^TM, I have another flat tire. The obvious explanation for the frequency with which I experience these is that my mutant power is the de-vulcanization of rubber. You knew they couldn’t all be awesome.

So I MUST remove my belongings from Silverlake, and the car has a flat. Here are some things I do not have:

* A spare tire.

* Money to repair the flat tire (until tomorrow.)

* Tags for the car, or money to register the car (until tomorrow.) This isn’t entirely relevant to the tire issue, but it brings the whole thing to that Bourne Identity level of suspence where, say, a friendly cop stops to help me with the tire and then realizes who I am and impounds my house. Now that I think about it, that’s probably more a Bourne Supremacy kind of thing.

Now, here are some things I DO have:

* An air compressor.

* Some wires that I pulled out of the console of the car and rubbed against the air compressor until I figured out how to make them love each other.

* A tire that, last I checked, will hold maybe fifteen minutes of air at a time.

* Gigantic testicles.

What could go wrong?

I tried to plan everything so that I would have lots of time for relaxed contemplation as I started this little thing. Of course, it hasn’t really worked out that way. I’m looking at another three or four hours of desperate packing and cleaning as I race against the Angry Landlord clock. But that’s okay, sometimes that’s how it goes. At any rate, we’re more or less underway - it’ll just be another day or so until my brain speeds up enough to start making worthwhile observations.

Sorry about the plane, but I found that cassette.

8.37am