Had a flat tire the other day while out in the field for work. Two hours waiting for the tow truck, a police officer (who I know… maybe it’s me?) who didn’t assist, no time to see all the kids we were going to try and see that day, 20 mile drive back to Les Schwab on the donut, hanging out at the tire center doing the crosswors with Liz. At least I got a free lunch (thanks Liz!) and a free eclair with it. Birthday weeks are great!