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</description><title>lauren farmer</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @lauren)</generator><link>http://laurenfarmer.com/</link><item><title>A lesson in rolling with the punches.
This morning I woke up...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7rwlyT2zj1qz6gvto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lesson in rolling with the punches.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This morning I woke up excited to go on a day road trip up to the &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.stormking.org/"&gt;Storm King Arts Center&lt;/a&gt; in Mountainville, NY. They have a beautiful sculpture garden on 500 acres of rolling hills. I packed my camera, some snacks and planned to rent a bike for the afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First failure of the day was riding 45 minutes on the train to pick-up my car, only to realize I left my car key at home. An hour and a half later, I was ready for a second attempt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was then that I finally reached my car, which I’ve been keeping in a “secure” lot in Brooklyn, to find some bastard had stolen my driver’s side mirror.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I shared a few not-so-friendly words with the parking lot attendant and set off to find an Autozone, hoping they’d have a mirror in stock and with an appropriate amount of damsel-in-distress flirting, could convince some fine young fellow to install it for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4 Autozones, 3 random local body shops and 1 junkyard (it was worth a shot) later, I gave up and plugged “NISSAN DEALERSHIP” into my GPS. This was not after first shedding a few tears of frustration. Hey, I’m a girl, it’s what we do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So here I am at the Yellow Hook Grille in Bay Ridge. It’s actually quite lovely sitting outside, having a beer with a burger on the way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not at all the day I had planned, but oh well. Life happens.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laurenfarmer.com/post/1015455073</link><guid>http://laurenfarmer.com/post/1015455073</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 04:55:00 +1000</pubDate><category>iPhone</category></item></channel></rss>

