Aiiiiiir ball! Aiiiiiir ball! Aiiiiiir ball!
except that I never participate in that chant at basketball games. Not when I was a high school student, nor a college or graduate student. And certainly not now as a young professional.
However, I ended up shooting air balls on attempts of filling my tires. There are two Kwik Trip stations in Kenosha, both of which normally offer a free air station.
But, both of the air stations are out of service. GRR.
The bad news: all of the other gas stations in Kenosha that I am aware of offer air… but for a price.
The good news: I got air in Highland Park tonight for free.
The not-so-great news: the tires were not nearly cold, as I had driven about 10 miles from Evanston before I got to the station.
And what this brings up is a question. Pardon the shouting, but:
WHY IN THE WORLD DO YOU HAVE TO PAY FOR AIR FOR YOUR TIRES AT MOST GAS STATIONS?
Yes, it might be less than a dollar, but I feel that air for tires should be like tap water at restaurants. You shouldn’t have to pay for it—some things were just meant to be free.
(Reminds me of a radio commercial on 104.5 a long time ago.)
Today is the fifteenth day of O.C.T.O.B.E.R. That makes two weeks and one day.
End of the Ad-Hominems: 24 days
Thanksgiving: 40 days
Lincoln: 66 days