On Sun, 23 Feb 1997 23:17:04 EST thomas_pokrefke@juno.com (Thomas J
Pokrefke) writes:
>When it rains, it pours. Listen to what a crappy weekend I had:
>
>1. Friday night I had to take my Dad to the emergency room. He was
>having severe stomach pains. After sitting around in the ER waiting
>room for four hours, they admitted him to the hospital.
>
>2. Spent a few hours Saturday at the hospital with Dad. I finally
>had to leave because I couldn't stand to see him in such agony. Mom
>decided to spend the night with him at the hospital.
>
>3. I went to see Dad Sunday morning before I left to go back to
>school. Mom excused herself to go smoke a cigarette. Five minutes
>later she calls me down to the lobby. Her car had been stolen.
>
>4. Finally left to drive back to school at about 4 Sunday afternoon.
>Hit a pothole and knocked the crap out of one of my wire wheels. No
>spokes broken (I think), but the hub has about a half-inch of play
>among the spokes.
>
>5. Pulled in my driveway. When I reached to flip the headlights off,
>part of the switch popped off in my hand. When I put my hand behind
>the dash to pop out the rest of the switch so that I could turn off my
>headlights, my finger contacted molten plastic and burned the stew out
>of me.
>
>Sorry to vent to the whole list, but I feel better already...
>
>Thomas James Pokrefke, III (I keep on keeping on)
>1970 MGB
>thomas_pokrefke@juno.com
>http://ocean.st.usm.edu/~pokrefke
>
Makes me feel guilty having such a good weekend -- - all joking aside,
hope your Dad's OK - wire wheels are ten a penny..
mike robson
69 roadster
70 BGT
72 roadster
22 father
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