So, me and gofergurl get in the 89 to go over to a friends apartment to drop of some CD's and BS for a while. On our way off base I see a friend of mine sitting on the curb. His last name is Villamar-Vader, "Vader" for short. "Hey Vader, what's up?" "Mitch, you wanna give me a ride?" "Where to" "Eddy's Transmission, it's on the west side by Maize and Central" "Sure, hop in the back" So no we're on our way on an adventure across town. Stop by the transmission shop to see if his car is ready yet, nope another hour and it'll be done. Vader offers to buy me and gofergurl dinner for coming out of our way. Sure no problem, I even know a pretty good place around here called "Backyard Burgers" So we drive around a bit looking for this "Backyard Burgers" I know it's somewhere in a 3 block square. I finally found it when I came to the intersection of 21st and Ridge. I'm in the right turn lane, and I hear BANG and my steering goes all wacky. WTF did I just break? I spy a driveway about 100 feet down the road and try to continue my right turn to get into the drive. Then THUNK, my front left wheel falls off!!!! Think fast! Get out of traffic. Okay, lets three-wheel it over the curb into the grass. Got the truck, three wheels and all up the curb and onto this grass hill. Meanwhile I lost sight of my tire. There it is, about 150 feet away on the other side of the road. I eventually got the tire back, a curteous driver offered to drive me and my tire across the 7 lanes of traffic. Called up gofergurl's parents, and her mom was on the way with a bumper jack and some extra lug nuts. Vader offers to go across the streed to Backyard Burgers to pick up some food. I'm hungry, and I have a headache, I need food. Sure. By the time Vader gets back, gofergurl's mom shows up with the jack and some extra parts. The ****ty thing is while I'm fighting this rusty bumper jack, Vader is just sitting there munching on his food. Whatever, I'll get this wheel back on anyways. Did a number on the dust shield, used my trusty flathead screwdrive and vice grips to pry it off the rotor and break off pieces that could get in the way. 4 lugs had some royally ****ed up threads on them. No big deal, I'll just force a lug nut onto them and replace them tomorrow, along with the rotor that had a good chunk ground out of it. Got the wheel on, lug nuts on, and we were good to go. Didn't feel comfortable taking the highway back with the possibility of the lugs coming loose again from the bad threads so we take the long way home. Never got to my friend's apartment to give him his CD's.