Wednesday, May 30, 2007
The occasional squeak of brakes and the ever growing roar of the exhaust system has become a constant loud scrape of the brakes and a roaring muffler. Scary, oh yes! I do not want to find myself going off a cliff, brake less, exploring gravity, therefore the subaru goes to the shop today along with my wallet. Although I could hope for stellar sales this weekend at Ithaca fest to pay for this, the weather report is not very good. But luckily I will be in my booth outside two very popular bars, so maybe some drunks will do some shopping.
Pink Martini, 'Hey Eugene' for tunes o' the day.