Well I'm back from Miami. I got back about an hour ago and just now finished dripping the fish I picked up
. I got a couple good ones. And one very special guy that is almost impossible to find. As some of you may have heard, I had a very interesting trip.......
I shall tell you of my adventure.
I left at 6:30am Saturday morning after having a little less than 3 hours of sleep. I got all ready, got in my car and started driving. Jump forward 1 hour north of Orlando and here I am.......
Here I am driving. The wind in my hair. Smile on my face on the open road. When all of a sudden I feel something underneath my car (I drive barefoot with my toes and can feel every little bump in the road). I figured I ran over a few peices of tire or something. So then I look down at my dashboard and see the brake and the battery light on...... hmmm? "Well that's not good",I thought to myself. I pull over to check it out. By the time I pulled over, steam was shooting out from under my hood like crazy.
Here's what I found........
I look down at it, pause for a little and then start talking myself out off stepping 4 steps to the right into oncoming traffic....The conversation went some thing like this," Huh......Well..hmmmm. I mean... hmmmmmmm....that doesn't look good.." After I realize how screwed I am, I then turn to sarcasm. I become very sarcastic when angry. I was babbling on saying stuff like, " THAT'S AWESOME! I love it! That's good stuff right there. I mean, Why Not?! Cuz my life doesnt suck enough right? Thank you!! You're Awesome!!".
Turns out My belts ripped off. Not one. Not two. 3.....
The power stearing belt. The Alternater belt. Even the air conditioning belt was torn to shreds.
A brief talk with a cop, quick tow to the next exit and 3 auto part stores later.....
Action shot!
It's funny. The place I stopped at to fix my car was a run down CITCO.
I went inside to get something to drink and guess what they had cut into the counter?
A little 10 gallon tank. LoL
So I finally get the car fixed (12:00pm). It's at this point I have to decide whether to keep going or turn back with my tail between my legs. I decide to keep going! I'm not gunnu let this car WIN!!? This is MY house! Your just a car! Get Some!!!??
Cut to 100 miles later. This B@#$ decides to start stalling on me. Now here I am apologizing to my car for the mean words I said thinking THAT'LL help my situation........I keep driving while every 10 minutes or so the car skips a beat. It went, "Ga Ga Gaaa" for the technically inclined. By this point, I'm halfway there. The point of no return. So I go for it. It was a tense ride. But I made it to Miami! After making my way through the maze of endless streets that all look the same, I made it to Woofy and cichlaholics place. My car finally died on me just as I got there.....
That's my story of getting to Miami.
I'll add my, "Cruising miami/hangin with the MFK's" and "How do I get home......?" stories later.
Right now It's bedtime.
. I got a couple good ones. And one very special guy that is almost impossible to find. As some of you may have heard, I had a very interesting trip.......I shall tell you of my adventure.
I left at 6:30am Saturday morning after having a little less than 3 hours of sleep. I got all ready, got in my car and started driving. Jump forward 1 hour north of Orlando and here I am.......
Here I am driving. The wind in my hair. Smile on my face on the open road. When all of a sudden I feel something underneath my car (I drive barefoot with my toes and can feel every little bump in the road). I figured I ran over a few peices of tire or something. So then I look down at my dashboard and see the brake and the battery light on...... hmmm? "Well that's not good",I thought to myself. I pull over to check it out. By the time I pulled over, steam was shooting out from under my hood like crazy.
Here's what I found........
I look down at it, pause for a little and then start talking myself out off stepping 4 steps to the right into oncoming traffic....The conversation went some thing like this," Huh......Well..hmmmm. I mean... hmmmmmmm....that doesn't look good.." After I realize how screwed I am, I then turn to sarcasm. I become very sarcastic when angry. I was babbling on saying stuff like, " THAT'S AWESOME! I love it! That's good stuff right there. I mean, Why Not?! Cuz my life doesnt suck enough right? Thank you!! You're Awesome!!".
Turns out My belts ripped off. Not one. Not two. 3.....
The power stearing belt. The Alternater belt. Even the air conditioning belt was torn to shreds.
A brief talk with a cop, quick tow to the next exit and 3 auto part stores later.....
Action shot!
It's funny. The place I stopped at to fix my car was a run down CITCO.
I went inside to get something to drink and guess what they had cut into the counter?
A little 10 gallon tank. LoL
So I finally get the car fixed (12:00pm). It's at this point I have to decide whether to keep going or turn back with my tail between my legs. I decide to keep going! I'm not gunnu let this car WIN!!? This is MY house! Your just a car! Get Some!!!??
Cut to 100 miles later. This B@#$ decides to start stalling on me. Now here I am apologizing to my car for the mean words I said thinking THAT'LL help my situation........I keep driving while every 10 minutes or so the car skips a beat. It went, "Ga Ga Gaaa" for the technically inclined. By this point, I'm halfway there. The point of no return. So I go for it. It was a tense ride. But I made it to Miami! After making my way through the maze of endless streets that all look the same, I made it to Woofy and cichlaholics place. My car finally died on me just as I got there.....
That's my story of getting to Miami.
I'll add my, "Cruising miami/hangin with the MFK's" and "How do I get home......?" stories later.
Right now It's bedtime.
Make his stay a little bit more enjoyable.
