The bad with the good

I figured I might as well make blog posts on days that suck, not just worry free weekends. About 0.5 miles from my house today, I was in traffic (which is crazy in itself) and noticed some smoke coming from under the hood of my car. Fuck! was my first thought. Got home, opened the hood to be greeted by a nice even coat of antifreeze on everything. Awesome! Just what I need a week before traveling for work, then traveling for Thanksgiving, then traveling for Christmas (or winter solstice celebration, whichever you prefer). I have the joy of dropping my car off in the morning at the shop, so they can see how much they can get away with charging me. Thank you Dane Cook for already summing up my feeling about auto mechanics.

“It’s that same vibe that you get with any auto mechanic you’ve ever dealt with. Even though you’re listening and nodding, in your head you’re like “this guy is fuckin’ me big time”. You just believe whatever they say:

Mechanic: “Yeah we had to replace the roof on your car, it was peeling back.  It resented the rest of the car, so we replaced that. Also, there was a tiny unicorn in your exhaust and he was jumping and poking holes in your exhaust, and he was shitting in your filters as well. So we had to get that out of there."

Dane: “Wow, thank you very much. I did not know that there was a tiny mythological animal jumping around in there… that’s very dangerous. Shitting in filters, no way. Especially with a road trip coming up, that’s very dangerous. Shitting in filters, that little son of a b. Wow, wow. Thank you. How much is that? Seven thousand? I was going to suggest, I’d like to pay seven thousand’ish, I’d love to pay for that. Thank you for not fucking me big time!"

And now for something completely different. This music makes me smile every time I hear it. Now I want a keyboard.