Geez, you would have thought it was WWII and gas rationing was in effect around here in upstate SC! Lines at every gas station in town, everyone trying to get their tank filled up in anticipation of Hurricane Ike destroying the oil platforms in the gulf on its way to Galveston and Houston. By evening on Friday, nearly every gas station and convenience store in town had pulled their big price tag signs down and put bags over every pump nozzle. Fortunately, Pattimarie had insisted that we fill up early Friday morning, which we did, paying $3.59 per gallon. So at least we were able to drive by and smile at the poor souls parked in long ques to get their gas, which by now had gone up to between $4.50 and $5.00 a gallon.
Today after lunch, I had decided to change the oil in Britta (I saw in my log book that the last time I had done it was in August of '07! I know, shame on me!

), so I decided to ride her around for a few minutes to get the oil warmed up. I didn't remember until I took her cover off that I had to put her on reserve the last time I rode her, which was about three weeks ago.
Crap.....So, guess what I got to do? That's right, ride around town, looking for a gas station that was open with gas to sell. I finally found one and took MY place in line behind about 6 cars and trucks, waiting
my turn to put in some gas at $4.60 per gallon.
D'oh!! 