Bad Car Day

The picture pretty much speaks for itself. Apparently not an on-the-spot fix. The ensuing complications need not be discussed here.

It is interesting that the first person OilMan called was not me (sleeping peacefully in the next room) and not AAA, but our daughter! Didn't it used to be the other way around?

Bless her, she drove us to Berkeley and OilMan can drive back up in his car later.

All this leads me to ruminate on our total Californian dependence on the automobile and what a total pain it is to find oneself suddenly and without warning without one. The alternatives are not good.

This is definitely not the time to think about the clothes dryer which suddenly refuses to dry the clothes.....