i got dressed and put on real people clothes (not workout chic clothing), put on makeup like i would if i were in the real world, and felt great about stopping to get some coffee on the way, and having some time to do something that i wanted to do. like really, really great about it. talked to some friends on the way up, and was enjoying the drive.
as i hung up the phone, the honda i have been driving since i moved out here, started gyrating in ways that i was not accustomed to. i promptly moved over to the right lane, just in case she decided to go on strike completely. which she did. i was totally unable to accelerate and coasted to the shoulder and went as far as i could (the whole time thinking, maybe if i just stay on the shoulder, just maybe i can make it the last few miles, please God). i came to a stop, turned off the engine, and sat. well, damn.
i gave it a few minutes, and then tried to restart it. as i turned the key, it sounded as if a chainsaw started underneath the hood, and seconds later, an explosion. smoke everywhere. double damn.
at this point, i was crazy disappointed. i was dressed, i was ready, and things weren't turning out how i'd hoped they would.
several days later, jared told me that he actually hadn't gotten me a ticket, but instead had contacted balmorhea, let them know i was coming, and they had put me on their 'list'. i found this hilarious, and felt a little silly, like a needy 'band girl'. you all know the girl i am talking about.
as a result of being on their 'list' they saw that i didn't show up i guess, or maybe jared just told them the breaking down story, a little hazy on this part, well whatever, they felt bad about me being on the side of the road instead of at the show, so they sent me a sweet little package, with a letter and one of their CDs.
anyway, their name is balmorhea, they're from austin, texas, and jared has done a few things with them, like music videos, etc. but they're awesome, really sweet, and send you things when your car breaks down:)
here's where to buy their stuff:
[also, nick came to get me off the side of the road, so thanks to him as well!]
2 comments:
love them.
I love your stories. seriously. Sucks about the car, I threw a rod in my car my freshman year of college and was stranded in my pajamas. Hilarious story, was not so hilarious at the time. oh and I still have no idea what throwing a rod means that just what my Dad said I did so I say it like I know what I am talking about.
When you move back can we have coffee like the next day? I mean I need some Lauren Hogan that bad!
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