Ugh...

Alternate title: Motherfucker!

Son of a bitch. Spent three and a half hours mowing the damn lawn (it rained the past two weekends), and when I finally finished up and went to check on the camper, I noticed that one of the tires was flat.

This is not good...

So I grab my floor jack. Broken.

I go next door to borrow dad's floor jack. He lent it to a friend.

Sigh. Well, I'll use the jack from the truck. If I ever get a flat on the road, that's what I'll be using anyways.

Get the (pitiful) jack under the camper, start cranking. It gets about an inch from the frame and then stops. It's too short. {grumble}{grumble} sonofamotherfuckindouchbagbitch-wait!

Grab the blocks I made for leveling the camper, jam them under the jack, and get the wheel off. Big ol' roofing nail jammed square into the tread. Fuck fuck fuck.

Call around. Find that NTB is open until 7. Yay! (Yes, it would have been significantly cheaper to have plugged it myself. I'm a lazy bastard. Sue me). Since we were heading that way anyways, toss the tire in the trunk of the Honda and take off.

NTB fixes the tire and then lets me know they have replacements (another tire has some gashes in the sidewall from a pothole) for $89 installed. SCORE! I had found a couple camper places that were selling the tire alone for $160. Fuck that shit. NTB it is.

So, color me a happy camper (ha! Get it!?!?!) with NTB. $20 to plug a tire is on the steep side, but getting it done at 6:30 PM the night before we leave for the Cape (100 miles away) was well worth the money.

$50 says the truck won't start tomorrow...

That is all.