Toad Not On Road

Last night, I came home to find my Sweetie under the Beast.

It seems that when you have a car that is upwards of 10 years old, things start to wear out on it. Toad is oblivious to the obvious, of course, and spent his hard earned income tax refund on a new DS412, the latest and greatest expensive game system.

Because, you know, having a new video game system is WAAAAYYYYY more important than having money in the bank (or in your pocket) to pay for necessary things, like, oh, I don't know...brake linings on your 10 year old car.

Of course, the money's spent and this is when the Beast decides to blow an artery.

Apparently, Toadwort was driving home from work (or somewhere) and gets to make the choice between on-coming traffic, running a red light --again with the oncoming traffic, or go curbside. He did make "the right choice" in going curbside. And he made it home in time to change his pants.

But now, we're faced with hauling his no-clue-what-his-own-work-schedule-is-self to his place of employment for at least a few days. On top of whatever the hell else it is we claim we do.

Door#1 cannot get to this until next week. Door #2 can get to it possibly this afternoon, but definitely tomorrow. The best part of this entire scene is that in order to get to Door #2, the Brakeless Beast must be driven through a replace-the-thousand-year-old-bridge construction zone (other option: drive all over town to go the 'round-about way to get there. With, did I mention, No Brakes)

I love that in all the years I've had spawn, no one ever ever ever mentioned that it does not not not get easier when they get older.