Got a flat on my way to work. A nice guy ran up to my window at a stop light to let me know the tire was very low. Thanks mystery man.
I was only a 1/2 mile from the office which means I was only a 1/2 mile from Les Schwab (our local friendly tire guys) so I kicked over to Schwab. They open at eight? Crap. It is 7:00... oh wait a key drop... sweet. No answer at the office so I hoofed it. A nice brisk walk on a cool sunny morning is good for me. I saw the hot air baloons lifting off, a couple drivers tossed cigarette butts my direction, the birds were chirping, the Harley's were rumbling, all in all a nice walk.
Just waiting for a call from Schwab.