Terror on the road, part 1

Alex … on her way to a show … has a tire explode beneath her. !!! Thank God you’re okay!

Naturally, all I can do now is think of when the brakes went while I was driving Alex’s car … and how I still thank God I’m alive when I ponder that moment of pushing through 2 lanes of traffic with no brakes so at least I could glide to a stop near the Hollywood Bowl!

The failing-brakes moment, in all its terror, was just the beginning of one of the weirdest longest funniest days of my life – a day which involved incessant Armenians, jazz hands, and e-meters, and ended with a dead body in a pool of blood and Alex and I hiding in her apartment, peeking out through the blinds at the swarm of cop cars. Welcome to Los Angeles!

Multi-part story below. I still laugh out loud when I remember Alex’s shrieking voice on the other end of the phone – and then seeing her in the back seat of a cab, coming down the freeway to get me, with her damn hair-extension scrunchy bouncing around on top of her head.

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9

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