So, this morning. I go out to start my car and make my way to work and blam-o! It doesn't start. I tried a couple of times, waited around to see if it would change, did some laundry, watched the Sci-Fi Channel's Hulk marathon and then finally decided that this problem was beyond me. I walked up to Ribaudo's Auto Repair (which has quickly become a frequent stop for my car) and Sam drove down to take a look. A quick couple of shakes of various cables and it started right up. I drove it down to his shop and it will hopefully be back up in working order shortly, and hopefully for a long, long time. "How did you get to work, Brian?" Well, I am glad you asked. My cousin, Dax, came over to give me a ride and what a ride it was! Riding his bike today, Dax didn't want to make a detour to pick up his truck to take me to work so we rode together on his bike. That was fun and also answered one of my pressing quesitons: if I get a bike or a scooter, what will my hair be like after wearing a helmet? Answer: not too shabby.
"D'oh, a radio!"