And then the stovetop caught fire. Which is both true and irrelevant.

Kurosagi Conan, cause I felt like drawing him.

Current housesitting job is in Vail, 26 miles away one way, so I'm borrowing a 1990 Ram Charger to get back and forth.

Saterday, I did a k-turn, the engine when thunk, the gas pedal went soft and the gear indicator went missing. Over 50 is now questionable, the engine attempts to stall.

( It's probably the tranny. Things kinda go downhill from there. )

AND THEN!!! A SILVER LINING!!!

( Eggless Chocolate Chip Cookies )

So tomorrow, I nurse the car home, have a hamburger since there's no protein in the house unless I eat one of the many cats, and either go to the demo or get drunk with police officers. I haven't decided yet.