Mr. Goodwrench

I did my best impersonation of Mr. Goodwrench yesterday. My car was running very "hard" and seemed to be "missing". Which meant to me that one of the spark plugs was failing or something related like that. Several weeks ago I picked up some new plugs intending to replace mine; however, I just never got around to it. Actually I had started to do it about a week ago and realized it was a much bigger job than I expected. Not that it's hard to replace plugs, but in my Subaru it's a bit difficult to get to the plugs. Well, with all that said it turned out the problem was not my plugs specifically, but one of the plug wires which was bad. So, I ended up swapping out all the plugs AND the wires. Now my Subaru purrs like a kitten.

Even though I was very pleased with the results of my day as a mechanic, I don't think it's time for a career change.

Rib

I wish I was writing about some fabulous meal I recently had, but that's just not my luck lately. I'm beginning to wonder if I am injury prone, or perhaps I'm just making up for lost time?!?! Growing up I was never sick and was rarely injured, but now it seems to be a regular thing for me. I have a new sprain, not my ankle this time... but a rib. A freakin' sprained rib! Who sprains a rib anyway? The good thing is that it doesn't take too long to heal, as long as I get enough rest.

Poop

While standing at the sink washing my hands, the stall door swings open as a co-worker has just finished his business. I make room at the three spot sink area; however, joe co-worker just passes by and walks out of the restroom. I think... if you take a dump, you must wash your hands. Failing to is just nasty!

...hmmm, perhaps it's a Friday 13^th thing?!?!