A trip out with Nojim and T$ is always an adventure. Said adventures always deviate from whatever plan we have, usually in some sort of interesting and entertaining way. Yesterday was definitely an adventure, and we're hard-pressed to identify the most hilarious part. There was the unexpected lack of gas in the tank two miles from the nearest gas station. There was the twenty minutes coasting along at a crawl on the shallowest hill imaginable. There was the guy who beeped his horn as he went around us, apparently to inform us that something was wrong with our car. (Hey, genius, what tipped you off? Was it the four-ways, the fact that we were off the road as much as it was humanly possible to be, or the six miles an hour we were going?) There was the bit when T$ was steering from the passengers' side while Nojim ran alongside the car, pushing the car via the open door. There was the look on the guy's face who came by going the other direction while Nojim was pushing the car. (That was hysterical, by the way- from the way his eyes were bugged out, you'd think he'd never seen that sort of thing before. We probably should have waved...) There was a bit where T$, the Owlvark, and I were pushing the car up a serious hill, not wanting to have wasted the momentum from going down the one before it. There was the part where we tried to look nonchalant while parked on a hill with our four-ways still on, waiting for T$ to hike back from the gas station (he volunteered, gods bless him) with a portable container to get us started again. There was the nice kid who stopped to check on us, and it took Nojim a while to persuade him that we had gas coming and were going to be fine. And there was the bit where we realized that you can't hill start on a nearly empty tank, and had to drift backwards to the bottom, despite traffic, in order to find a level spot so the car could suck some gas up and limp to the gas station. All of these stand out, but I think the best bit by far was when we pulled out of the gas station, and "Bohemian Rhapsody" started up on the radio, and we were all singing at the top of our lungs. Good times.