It Started With A Blown Tire

5:57 AM I’m watching the sun come up over Lake Pontchartrain. My tire blew around an hour ago and I’m pulled over on the very narrow shoulder of I10 West. I’ve been awake for almost 24 hours now. 10 or so of those were spent on a painfully hot movie set. (Another story for anotherContinue reading “It Started With A Blown Tire”