Abandon ship, but for heaven sakes, save the rum!!
I have no idea why these sorts of things choose to always happen at the worst possible times but they do. You're in the middle of a raging cannon battle with two other ships and your ship chooses that moment to start sinking.
You try to rob a bank only to run outside and find your getaway car being towed for illegal parking. Its poring down icy rain and your tire blows out, you slide to a stop with the offending tire in a flooded ditch. You land your ship against all odds and Joss Whedon thinks it would be funny to kill you off just when everything appears to be OK. Its 20 degrees out and your car catches fire. Well, in that case at least you can keep warm by the roar of your burning seat cushions. Nothing says rock bottom like drinking rum and keeping work by a burning tire.
This morning we leave the house, get into the car and I go to crank it. As it is icy cold the battery is a little low, indicating that this winter I will be buying a new battery. The car is so cold I can see Sara's breath, my breath, and a third longer stronger jet like exhale comming from under the dashboard. My breath smells like coffee, Sara's breath smells like blueberry oat meal, the breath under the dash smells like burning.
"Abandon ship! Take everything you can carry! For heaven sakes, somebody save the rum!" There wasn't any rum onboard but old habits die hard and in the heat of the moment you sometimes say things that make no sense later.
I killed the ignition and the jet of smoke immediately becomes a trickle. Good, that means that whatever is burning it needs the ignition on to get the energy it needs to continue to burn. Most likely I won't smell burning seat cushion today. Good.
Maybe I can work on that tomorrow, no wait, I am supposed to be in Fayetnam at a fencing tournament.
Maybe I can work on it Sunday, no wait, that's my family reunion, the only Cavenaugh feast day of the year.
Maybe I can take off today, no wait, I have all of my usual Friday work plus continued configuration of my new career as an enterprise application owner.
Maybe we'll just use the truck until further notice.
I'm going to be really ticked off if I get home late tonight to find that the car is nothing more than a burned out hulk. I've still got cassette tapes in there.
