Thursday, November 18, 2010

I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.

But my name isn't even Dave!

So, my check engine light came on Tuesday morning. The car didn't have any noticeable effects, but given that winter is rapidly approaching, I figured breaking down at night, in the cold, probably wasn't something I wanted to put on my to-do list. I got up this morning on the wrong side of sunrise and took it to Midas to get checked out. (Side note - I think a lot of people drive around with their check engine lights on for a long time, because the guy seemed mildly surprised that I had brought it in even though there were no other symptoms. I bet those people don't get annual medical/dental checkups either).

The mechanic took it for a test drive, and then brought it back to run the code scan. Nothing happened. He comes and tells me that the regular scanner isn't connecting to the car's computer; they can run more in-depth diagnostics but it will cost $49.50 - I tell him that's fine and settle in for another half-hour (free wifi at least, and I had already gone to Starbucks). They come back around 8:45 and tell me the fancy onboard diagnostics computer won't connect to the car either. Since they couldn't even get a connection, they didn't charge me anything. The mechanic suspected that, since they couldn't get any information from the car's computer, it might be a problem with the computer itself (Powertrain Control Module) but that I'd have to take it to a dealership to confirm. He did check all the fuses/fluids and inspected the engine and other mechanical parts and said nothing seemed out of place, so I at least have a bit of confidence that my car isn't going to blow up before Monday morning, when I will get up on the wrong side of sunrise AGAIN and take it to the Ford dealership in Frederick.


There was a groupon offer today - $25 for $50 worth of clothing at American Apparel (in-store only). I had never shopped there, but I like clothes (especially half-off clothes), so I went to their website to see what styles they had and if there was a store nearby. I'm assuming they have real clothes, but I can't confirm this because I never got past those two pages due to the soft-core porn littering their site. The Maryland store locator page had a series of three pictures of a woman provocatively posed in black underwear and a very sheer black tank, who was enjoying her desk chair a little too much, if you catch my drift. The store's main page had a rear shot of a woman squatting in a white lace thong, cheeks cozied right up to the camera. I guess they don't think anyone ever checks out clothing sites at work, or while their kids are in the room? Needless to say I don't think I'll be supporting that business any time soon.


I just saw a recipe for a sugar cookie martini. I have to try this: 1 part each white chocolate liqueur, Baileys, and butterscotch schnapps plus two parts half-and-half. Sounds delicious!

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