Tony Says v3.0.1: Jan 25, 2009

Sunday, January 25, 2009

LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZY SUNDAYS

Yup, so that's a little weird looking. That one is for Omar. Chairman Meow.

I'm here at my dads right now, relaxing it up on the couch. It's been a pretty nice weekend so far, I haven't really done much save for the drive up. Which is a lot better than you'd think (also, there's not really a whole much to do around here). I think that I just really needed to get out of Halifax for a few days. So the drive up was pretty good, save for a few tough spots along the highway.

The trip really started out around 3:00 when I was trying to fix the headlight on Danielle's car. So, I looked at the manual for the car, and it told me I had to take a part of the bottom panel on the front of the car. So I tried. It didn't really work for me (I lack some of the proper tools). So I freaked out a little, because I didn't really know what to do to switch the light out, so I did what I could to try to switch it without removing the panel (having never done it in my life in anyway possible) but I eventually gave up.

Now, why was this switch so urgent? Well, it's not really... I'm sure the light has been out for a few weeks, but it wasn't until Thursday night that it got me in trouble. I was driving home from Omar's house (it was pretty late) when I got pulled over (I had been driving behind a cop car for most of the Bedford highway until he faked turning into the station). I was freaking out at first, mostly because I still don't have the "N" off of my license and it was preeeeeeeeeetty late. So the officer comes to the window and starts out with "Hey, how's it going tonight? I'm officer so-and-so." So I say "Hi, I'm not doing too bad", and he goes on to tell me that my light is out and I shouldn't be driving with it like that. So I explain that I knew it was out and that I was going to NB the next day and I was planning to get it fixed before I left. Then he asks for my license. I was REALLY worried at that point because I REALLY didn't want a ticket. He gives it a look, and says "Nighttime driver, eh? You know it's pretty late... oh I see you're a musician" (looking at my acoustic guitar), and I give him the rundown about how I'd been jamming, and it ran late. So he just says "Ok, well get that fixed, and drive safe". Man was I glad, fucking glaaaaaaaaad.

Anyway, back to the story. So I eventually got really pissed and gave up. I called the garage down the street from our place, and the guy said for me to come down he'd take a look. So I get there after a total of 40 minutes of trying, and the guy uses his fingers to weasel the light out without removing a single thing from the car. After about 3 minutes, he was all done. He said next time I need an oil change, I can come back. No need to pay for the light swap. Fucking right on.

Then I picked Danielle up from work, and then we were off to pick up my sister, and then it was off to the highway. We ate some supper in Truro, and then we pretty much cooked it all the way to Freddy. We got here around 10, and since then it's been pretty smooth sailing.

Anyway, the real reason that I got down to this little post was to throw up the pictures from New Year's. Here they are (sorry for the delay)...

MMM CHINESE FOOD!