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- Thu, 14:42: Uncle Davy wanted to carve "For a good time, call" in my dad's outhouse. I suggested the UAF atomic clock number.
- Thu, 18:25: FUCK ON A TRUCK CAR WON'T START BUS TIME
- Thu, 18:27: Transit estimate puts me home after 10 with 1 bus to spare
- Thu, 18:30: Anybody who feels like researching palo alto mechanics feel free
- Thu, 18:35: Possibly battery, no time to summon security.
- Thu, 18:36: Security can do jump starts.
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- Thu, 21:15: Alas waiting again for bus.
- Thu, 23:23: Safely home. Tired. Fantastically cranky in potentia.
- Fri, 00:17: Invisible corn. Carlos knee-deep in invisible polenta, wearing his second-best "what even is my life" face; Cecil narrates. @infamousfiddler
Oct. 11th, 2013
Car update:
Oct. 11th, 2013 10:22 pmOUR STORY SO FAR: Vash's engine has never been perfectly smooth, but he has better and worse days. I am attuned to the sound and feel of this. After the family reunion trip, he started running worse in a way that I was reluctant to venture far afield with; I turned around on Monday because I didn't trust him 30 miles to work, hoping that an oil change would do him some good.
The oil change did him enough good that I was willing to take him to work Thursday, even though the mechanics were unable to duplicate the problematic behavior. Thursday evening he failed to start after work. I returned home on the bus, alternately cursing and praying that a jumpstart would either fix all that was wrong or at least get him back to the mechanics without a truly painful towing fee. (I didn't remember about my chintzy towing plan until much later.)
A jumpstart got him going, reluctantly. 1.3v is not a good voltage for a car battery to be carrying. ( I got him to my mechanic's at roughly fifteen miles per hour, mostly flat, flat-out terrified until I stopped being terrified and started being awesome instead. )
The oil change did him enough good that I was willing to take him to work Thursday, even though the mechanics were unable to duplicate the problematic behavior. Thursday evening he failed to start after work. I returned home on the bus, alternately cursing and praying that a jumpstart would either fix all that was wrong or at least get him back to the mechanics without a truly painful towing fee. (I didn't remember about my chintzy towing plan until much later.)
A jumpstart got him going, reluctantly. 1.3v is not a good voltage for a car battery to be carrying. ( I got him to my mechanic's at roughly fifteen miles per hour, mostly flat, flat-out terrified until I stopped being terrified and started being awesome instead. )
