Infucked structure

Monday: Computer goes down.
Tuesday: External back-up hard drive goes down.
Wednesday: Car goes down.

So, what other mechanical failures can I expect?

Well, after walking home from the garage, I discovered that I'd left all my keys behind. And walking the mile back to the garage wasn't an option because by this point my blood sugar was getting hinky.

So, I decided to hoof it to the coffee joint, but instead diverted to the local bar, because I really needed beer. I ended up having four Scotch ales and fried mozarella sticks while I awaited Lisa's rescue, for which I am very grateful.

And also still somewhat drunk.

Kiltlifter ain't no wussy beer, I'll tell you that.