- Thu Feb 07, 2019 7:37 pm
Ironman is flying into SFO tomorrow.
I’m taking him up to Wayne’s place.
It’s suppose to snow.
I’ve never driven in the snow.
I have a ten year old bag of tire chains.
Never been opened.
Wayne said I might want to put them on here and make sure they fit properly.
Once I untangled everything and knocked off the rust, I wondered, “Why aren’t there four?”
Did the Google and discovered they only go on the rear tires.
Mitch tells me that driving in the snow is no different than driving in the rain: the faster, the better.
Cornholio was going to meet us at Wayne’s, until he discovered that Ironman was on the Keto diet.
He said, “Dude won’t eat egg rolls? Seriously? Fuck that. I’m out.”
I’m really looking forward to this weekend.
Might pick up another handle of hobo spice tomorrow.
Because you never know.