Tunnels

In light of recent events, aka my little tunnel incident on I94 a few weeks ago, mom sent me this video to pick on me.

The 3,150 m long Lefortovo tunnel in Russia, (near Poland) is the longest in-city tunnel in all of Europe. It is nicknamed 'The Tunnel of Death'. There is a river running over the tunnel and water leaks through in some areas. When the temperature reaches nearly 0°C like it does during the winter in Russia, the road freezes and becomes as slippery as . . . well . . . ice. The result is this video, which was taken during a single day with the tunnel surveillance camera.

Congratulations to the dual-carriage bus driver! Jon, let's see some of that fancy drivin' outta you!

I, on the other hand, am moving to North Carolina the first chance I get.

The Heart of the Matter

It looks as though I have discovered the source of all of my auto troubles. Okay well, maybe the Saturn mechanics discovered it...Whatever.

My car has been chug-a-lug-lugging along now for about 2 weeks, and finally we took it to the Saturn dealership today for a diagnostic check thingy.Yup, you've got a bad timing chain. That will be $1200.00, please.

Now, in any other circumstance, I would call Richard in 2.8 seconds flat and we would plan a magical weekend filled with fixing my car and perhaps a trip to BWW or playing some video games. In reality, he works on my car, and Erin and I watch tv, make wontons, or shop the day away. I feel guilty. Given the fact that he is rather helpless at this point, I think I will pick up some wings on Saturday on my way back from Blaine and we will have that weekend we've been meaning to spend together. He deserves it!

So my car will remain undriven until I find somebody to fix it. So far, Jared looks like my best candidate, which is awesome because he is my 3rd brother for sure. What a guy, i'm telling you!
Perhaps I should pick him up a few wings too.

Everybody loves wings.

The fuses blow out one by one, hoorah, hoorah!

My car is either sick, or it's revolting agaist me for refusing to feed it premium fuel anymore, or take it through a weekly car wash.

Lastnight, Brandon and I drove my car out to St. Louis Park to play some pick-up hockey. When we got back, I tried to put the windows up, and they didn't budge. Through his laughter, he managed to call me a gimp, and reached up to close the sunroof. Nothing.

I, ofcourse, freaked out because my windows wouldn't go up. I wasted no time in calling Richard, despite the fact that it was 11 pm, and Brandon was already digging in the fuse panel, assessing the problem. I sat there while my windshield wipers wiped, lights flashed, radio blinked, horn honked, trunk went *CLUNK* as it popped open, all without me touching a single thing.

Finally, the windows just went up on their own.

About a month ago, my radio lights just stopped working. Richard replaced the radio and we called it good.

A week ago, my cigarette lighter decided to stop working. Now I have to charge my cell phone at work, or even the tanning salon while I bask, just so I can keep up my texting habits and it doesn't die on me in the middle of the day.

2 nights ago, my dash lights turned off for like 5 minutes. I restarted my car, and they were fine again.

I'm going to start taking bets on what goes out next!