Flying Taco

Walking back to lunch today, there was an extra companion in tow. This would have to be the soft taco that remained uneaten. As a gesture of kindness one of the guys decided he would feed the torilla to the innocent ducks that swam below the bridge we crossed on the way to get said tacos.

Then there we were, 6 IT employees watch in amazement as small bit of tortilla floated through the air and splashed down in the creek below and the ducks raced through the water to see who would be the first to eat the mexican treat. After the avian troops had gathered, the person who had been breaking up the taco launched a salvo upon them. He hurled the whole remainants of the taco upon the unsuspecting ducks. It hit nothing but water but managed to turn the surrounding area into a large brown streak as it flowed down the creek and send the duck fleeing. The one guy laughed so hard we thought he was going to pass out. They should really stop giving us free tacos at Taco Bell.

Other Green

As election day wound to a close we all found ourselves at The Coliseum. I was called away as is the case when I start enjoy something. I threw my shoes down and stormed out of the building having abandoned my bowling to be completed by my co-workers.

Upon my return they had saddled up to the bar to order food. The bartender realized I did not have a tab started when I went to order and she proceeded to call me "Other Green". This was based on the fact that I was the second person from our party with a green shirt on. I told her I would not be offended if she called me Caveman, but those words were lost to the ether by the crashing sounds of bowling pins and various sporting events.

As the night went on we joked around with her and her coworker Ashley discussing lesbian dinosaurs, gay sperm and beaver coins. I wish I knew more about them so I might have better odds of finding them on myspace because it is nearly impossible right now. I would go back but there is no guarantee they would be there, I don't know how I feel about going drinking by myself, and I have little to no people skills.

Last Ride Pt1

Driving home Saturday night I noticed my battery light had come on and stayed that way for the entirety of my trip. This was not the first time it had come on in recent weeks but I had ignored it before since it would flicker and go out at random times. This time it was here to stay and would only occassionally wink at me then return to it's glowing red stare.

Sunday I took my car to Advance so they could test to see if it was the battery or the alternator. It was determined to be the alternator so my dad and I brought it back home on what power I have no idea since it would seem I have been driving off just the battery for some time now.

We fought with an engine that did not want to give up the secrets it contained. Upon removing the passenger side wheel it was discovered that it was horribly balanced and was worn down to the threads in some spots. This was problem number 2. We struggled for hours to find a way to rend the part from the car but to no avail. We swapped some wheels around on the car and called it night with the intention I would take it to Pep Boys in the morning and let them deal with it.

The thought had crossed my mind that maybe I should get a different car but that was outweighed by the fact that it would be cheaper to fix the one I have. What I would need to fix would be the alternator, the balding wheel and the alignment of the front end of my car in order to save any future wheels that would be mounted there. The next morning things would change.