Okay, I'll get out of the hypothetical and into what happened. My brakes may have made a horrible metal-scraping-metal sound, but by God they stopped the car. Driving down Hollywood Boulevard, after leaving the garage where they assured me I had two new rear brakes and my front brakes were fine, I nearly ran over a skater boy when my brakes failed to stop in time and I rolled into the intersection. I knew something wasn't right as soon as I pulled out of their parking lot, but I thought it was just because they were new. After th
But look what I did while I waited for Manny, Moe and Jackass to fix my brakes.
Posies!!! I modified the recipe. It was originally done on straight needles and seamed. It's too
I'm making them for some ladies at work who were very helpful this week.
One last thing...
Look what's parked in front of my apartment, as if parking on my street isn't difficult enough.
I wouldn't mind it was actually working and making me some ribs.