So showing my attunement to the force I was able to preemptively sense the brakes on my car going out about a week ago, and now the red hellish light on the dash confirms it. So no wild skidrides down the 101, plowing into the sides of storefronts, or pedestrian mauling (well at least from bad brakes) will ensue. She's going to the emergency room. Now I get to waste another Saturday at the Honda place (5 minutes away), or try a new Isla Vista based salvage operation, Top Shop Auto (a block away from my house). I'm always leary about new auto shops. One of the newer great American stigmas I guess, didn't we used to find our auto mechanics some of the most trusted members of our society (next up to Milkman Dan anyway), the high priests of commuter culture. We'll see what happens, it comes recommended by a friend. If worst comes to worst and Aeon Flux ends up in some hock shop in Tijuana, I can still stumble to work. True square mile lifestyle. The free carwash might be worth the extra $200 dollars to the dealers Honda shop though. There is a reason that lonely parking space under those bushes/trees remains. Death from above. Nature attacks. The possums this close to the University are also deviant, wanting to steal that Ramen stash right out of your vehicle. Saw a furry attempt on my neighbors Honda last night. Be wary of your habitat.
posted by Brent at 12/10/2002 03:45:00 PM | permalink |
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