Again. And Again. And again and again and agai...
Way too peeved to contemplate writing a post tonight, folks. My car came back from the mechanic's-- all roses. Cost? Next to nothing, relatively, to replace an ignition module and set right three spark plug wires that DANE'S AUTO in Nederland, Tx., crossed when they replaced those. [Hope you never needs travel to that Armpit of Texas, Nederland-- or any of the "tri-county" area including Beaumont, Port Arthur, and whatever other cesspool they include-- but if you DO, and you need auto work, and are chugging past Dane's, do yourself a favor and KEEP PUSHING YOUR CAR ON DOWN THE ROAD. Long run you'll be better both physically (for the exercise) and monetarily (just use the greenbacks to kindle your campfire that nacht; you'll get more use out of them that-a-way...)]
So, the Uncle drives the thing home. Hunky-dory.
Until Cygnus enters the picture.
NO JUICE. NONE. Nothing at all-- not even dim interior or door lighting
Battery tests fine. So, if I have any wits, that's the end of them.
The kikker is, whatever gods there be-- and I doubt, folks; DEEPLY DOUBT... they don't even see fit to remove me from the face of this planet. Too damned much fun to continually STOMP INTO THE GROUND, seems I am.
I need a shower, a STIFF Turkey 101 (which I won't have, the latter, because I don't have, and for no other reason! lol! [FINALLY! Sheesh I need a laugh! Instead of BEING ONE...]), and some... thing else. Je ne sais pas what.
I will do rounds of bloggereading after warshin' the arse (sorry for the visual. Unless you liked it. Then-- ah hell, come on over. WTF), so I'll 'see' ya then.
Anyone know a CarGod? If so, Wanna Sacrifice It?!?!!
I'm in!!! I'm LEADING the rite, in fact...
[Cameo] Brooch, ca. 1860
2 days ago