The other other shoe drops.

Despite everything, what’s one thing I was able to count on through thick and thin of this year?

If you answered my car, you are dingdingding correct.

So on the night that I have a date out of town, three things go wrong with it at once. On the weekend, of course. With no warning.

Sucks to be me!

[On the other hand, if I had more money, I'd have been in Vegas this weekend. And I've learned from experience that that's one terrible town to break down in]