Practiced until late. Brian came up from Olympia, and I heard once again how dense our music is with all the parts. It's dense like jello fruit salad. Brian always brings up stories of how we'd be welcomed there if we played, and how he'll get us on the radio, TV, movies, and the like. I've been to Olympia, and the only thing I really noticed there is that it's a little more punk rock than Centralia, and there are more one way roads. Which are easy to accidentally turn the other way onto.

Today was busy. My credit will suffer in 3 days if I don't pay off my corporate credit card. Expense procedures are suspended until mid January. Looks like I'll get sent to the collection agency. Oh well. Heck, I been there before. I can pay off the card, but then I can't afford winter tires. Driving down to California across the icy passes in Oregon with my current tires is gambling with disaster. I did it by myself, but I refuse to do it with Helen in the car. So, I tracked down a set of Gislaved winter tires at Northwest Volvo and I have to drive up there at 730 AM tomorrow to get them installed. Wheee 730 AM - that's like 5 hours from now! Looks like I better get what sleep I can. I get to spend who knows how long in LYNNWOOD. YECH. I went to Lynnwood once before. Not the prettiest town. There's a mall there, but it's the kind of mall where I'd maybe go if it was the last one on Earth, but most likely I'd just shop online from then on. According to a Seattle Weekly poll, Lynnwood Mall is exactly as good as the Cha Cha Lounge. And then on the way back, I get to drive a car chock full of bouncy tires! And then I get to have a HOUSE full of bouncy tires! Where am I going to put 4 car tires? They're huge! Maybe I'll stack them up on the balcony, put a white cover over the stack, and disguise it as some kind of cylindrical snowman decoration.

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