my car is an endless source of amusement

Today, the brake calipers fell off. It was actually a pretty good day.

That's not sarcastic. I was on my way to my favorite Appalachian mountain run, and the brakes didn't fail there. How awesome is that? God loves me.

I am so annoyingly calm in a crisis. Suddenly, I have brakes that work like a clutch. Ho hum, I was bored anyway, and my day gets interesting! w00t!  Time for brake fluid! It's not like anybody on the east coast is gonna bother me while I'm under the hood, everybody here thinks people by the side of the road are Serial Killers. I'm free to work mah joojoo without the perpetual interruption of any pesky Good Samaritans, like I would out West. And the rain is useful for cleaning the gunk off the outside of the level marker. See? It's a damn good day already.

Euw. Still no brakes. My lovely Dot3 is now in the dotstreet and my brake is still a clutch. One call to AAA and some nice tow truck driver with a prosthetic ear comes to my rescue, and even takes me to the good mechanic. We have a fun conversation about owning cars you can actually work on yourself that get the same gas mileage as the new "efficient" models and how to replace annoying automatic transmissions with custom manuals. I have to remember to speak up, because he can't hear me too well...

With my car on the rack, sweet Mr. Nom says "is your caliper. Is falling out of alignment." Doood.  I can see it's hanging off the rotor, and I can't tell by what. That was the funniest fucking thing in the world. I would have paid for tape of that. What the hell made the car stop? Damn, I gots some mad powers. I make this car go with my brain. I stop it with my mind, because sure as hell it wasn't anything inside this wheel..

Well, I guess I paid, but I didn't get tape. Still, the entertainment value was priceless. It's all in how you look at it, right?

See, the first thing on my to-do list every day is:

Not Dead?

I checked that off twice today. :)