fire bad
i was driving to see mre last night (actually i was on my way to meet the guys for dinner at little-bitch before the show), when i heard a noise that seemed a bit more dissonant than the punk rock music i was listening to. i paused the ipod, and heard, yep, the engine is sounding odd when i accelerate. then it got louder, so i decided to pull over. this was a good idea, as the engine stopped at about that point. i got out, opened the hood, and saw a small fire under the passenger side of the engine. i thought, "fire bad," closed the hood, and started walking away from the car, trying to figure out the blast radius if it decided to explode. i called 911, told them i had a fire in my car, and they sent out a state patrol car (interesting sidenote - my cell phone calls the 911 in colorado springs). by the time the cop showed up, the fire was out. it turned out that he was headed toward broomfield, so he offered to drop me off at little-bitch. i have now been promoted to fan number 1 (or is it 1.5) of music retaliation ensemble, since not even a fire in my car will stop me from seeing a show.