The Seattle of the South

So, I live and work in Murfreesboro TN, right outside of Nashville. Because of the town's predeliction for Coffee Shops and Underground Music it is called the Seattle of the South.

But there is another, more sinister reason...

Rain. It rains roughly 18 gallons a week, usually during a 6 hour period (that is a slight exageration, but once you hear my story, you'll understand).

So, now, not once, but TWICE I have been caught suprised by a torrential downpour, and both times it has been on a day with no clouds in the sky.

Let me quantify this by saying my car is over 14 years old. So many things on it don't work. Like the Air Conditioning. See the picture yet?

Both times, I had to rush out and roll up my windows, not the whole way mind you, maybe an inch per window, but enough, given time, to soak everything in my car.

The first time I was lucky. I had just come back from a trip, and I had some clean clothes in my trunk. When the rain let up, I went BACK out and grabed them.

This time, no such luck. I DID have a towel for some reason (don't ask. I don't even know. I think it's from the same trip.) so I grabed that and my jacket to lessen the already insane soak.

Here's the last bit, I promise. Everyone who's asked me, I tell them a different reason for why I ran outside. My favorites are as follows:

-I didn't take a shower this morning.
-I needed to wake up.
-I... didn't go outside. It's not raining. It's your imagination.

So... what slightly embarassing stories do all of you have?

I was in galveston and trying to buy cigarette papers during a tropical storm and some poor guy had a convertable that was literally looked like a swimming pool his top on his car was down and it was broken.. and then I had to go to another store because they don't sell them.. then I had to get a big grocery bag to keep them dry...

my friend picked me up once to go out. the car was a pos (not point of sales

) the dash borad was at his dad's place, and the turn signals didn't work. he was doing hand signals for the whole drive. i was laughing the whole was.

I did that on my 1971 pickup I had for a while the plastic was old over the signals they all worked but most of the time I stuck my hand out.

My left turn signal turns on, but doesn't blink. I have to manually turn it on and off.

LOL. I have to do that too with my 89 Pathfinder. I'm lazy to replace the parts, but it's also funny when people ask if I did something to reprogram my blinkers because they sometimes see SOS or dancing lights.

@ Seattle of the South. I live just north of Seattle in WA. I'm enjoying every second of the warm weather right now. I don't understand some people and how they complain that the weather is hot sometimes...even if it's just 78. It could be worse, like in the east coast. But when fall hits, people are going to complain again wishing it was summer because its going to rain almost every day. I too don't have AC in my car. And when It starts raining, the windows fogs up almost instantly and I have to crack the driver's window and stick my head out until it becomes normal again. Of course, it looks like I just took a shower with my shirt still on. One time I told my supervisor that I was in a wet t-shirt contest in the morning. But yeah, I keep at least 3 towels in my car during the fall and winter season.

I think I drove over an area with wet brown paint. I don't know how I got it because I was driving on a dry day. But it was there the next day...kind of like you see those painted flames trailing the wheel well. I usually get compliments fom people asking how I did those tricked-out paint job effects, and I'm just like "I don't know...I guess find some wet paint on the road and drive over it while doing 70?". They ask WTF I'm talking about.

Here's a story. I was coming home from work one night when I see someone in the oncoming lane stopped. The area is heavily forested and I've seen many large animals around in the past.

Luckily, I was already slowing down when I got by his truck, because BAM! a deer came out, ran into the front driverside quarter panel, rebounded into a backflip, and ran back into the woods. It was a Doe, luckily, or I'd have antler punctures in my car. Instead I have a roughly canteloupe sized dent.

The funny part of the story is that I was on the phone at the time:

-Noise-
Friend: What was that?
Me: I was just hit by a deer.
Friend: No you weren't.
Me: Um... yeah I was...

yesterday I couldn't reach my wife at the house/ long story short i send my brother in law over there.. she doesn't answer the door she was sleeping (been sick) and so he kicks in the door. so he gets her up she's ok and then a minute later driving down my street he calls me on his phone he drops the phone on the floorboard of the car etc and I'm like what so I hang up ( I was at work on the floor trying to take a cell phone call big no no.. aux phone run to a corner. ) so I find out later after he kicks in door one of my neighbors call the police and they came out to see why he busted in someone's door. they had guns out and everything. so he goes back to our hosue talkds to my wife you know the whole spectators in the yard fun stuff. LOL. (i wonder if i stayed on the phone if i woulda heard FREEZE hold up your hands "what you doing kickin in doors" LOL. )

A rain story:

My brother has a cabrio. A while ago at work he parked his car under a tree and closed the roof because it was said it will rain...

A few minutes later it began... it was something similar to the Flood... in the biblical way... there was no basement in the entire neighboorhood which hadn't been flooded... I was outside that moment.. got soppy within seconds...

Back to my brothers car... after it stopped raining he went to his car... everything seemed to be fine, seats were dry, the roof was ok... he got in the car... and got wet feet... the whole floor was filled up to 2 cm with water... he got it out as good as he could... but he couldn't explain how it got in there... then when he started to drive away he learned how it got in there... because much water was swashing out of the ventilation... leaves blocked the drain which should have prevented this from happening... he was not amused

rain story also.

in vancouver, BC we got lots of rain (where i grew up. one day it was raining and i looked out the window to my backyard. half my yard was raining, the other was not. i'll probably never see it again, it was pretty crazy. but i guess the rain has got to stop somewhere, right?

The Seattle of the South

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