More Cycling and I Don't Mean Any Real Back Peddling...

Last Man Standing...

I am cycling more back to a diurnal existence. I went to bed at midnight last night and woke up at 8 am.  I was talking to mom on the phone about it and she says she does the same thing. It feels good to be back in the land of the living. A nighttime existence can be a boon for my social anxieties, but can also slowly depress me as I begin to think I am the only person alive.





Supposedly More Honda CR-V Woes...

Dad called me this morning and said his air conditioning in his Honda has broken again. You may remember me charging the A/C system with Freon a few weeks back. The car was blowing icy cold air then and I couldn't find any Freon leaks. I was in save face mode.

"Drive by here when you get out and about, and let me take a gander at it," I told my very agitated and aggravated father.

Dad swung by here just as I and the Magster were finishing breakfast.  Dad had a severe and serious duh moment with his car.

"It works fine when I turn the dial to maximum cool," a frustrated father of mine spoke. "If I put it on normal, then it blows hot air."

"You have to press the air conditioning button to turn on the A/C," I told him. "It automatically comes on when you select max cool or defrost, but you have to turn it on for any other setting like normal."

Dad couldn't believe that it was that simple. He thought he was going to have to pay $800 to get it fixed. It really was that simple.

The Shade Tree Mechanic...

I was watching some YouTube videos about my elderly car this morning. One was how to return my cloudy headlights back to crystal clear again which I watched intently. I also needed some transmission fluid and a rear hatch windshield wiper so I headed to Advance Auto Parts early this morning.

The headlight restorer worked like a charm, but required a lot of polishing and elbow grease. Soon, I had crystal clear headlights again. I can't see good to drive at night (it ended my trucking career) and maybe that will help my vision by brightening up the road in front of me.

My transmission also needed another quart of Honda recommended transmission fluid. I looked for a leak with my flashlight, but I couldn't find one. I might just need a new transmission fluid pan gasket, though, which is a toilsome task for some other day. We'll see how things go with another quart added.

The most convoluted and aggravating thing about this morning was getting that damned demon spawned rear windshield wiper cut to the right length and attached. I said quite a few cuss words in the process. I might even said something blasphemous about baby Jesus.

Back in the Land Where the Flakes Are Frosted...

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I couldn't wait any longer. I had three bags of cereal with no milk to eat them with. I headed to the Piggly Wiggly at lunchtime.

"If you can wait, I am bringing you three gallons of whole milk Wednesday night," My father told me before I left the house.

"I am only getting one gallon to tide me over," I told my father rather cautiously.

He grumbled a little bit and finally said okay.

The gourmet chicken salad I got last night was just superb. I've already eaten two sandwiches. The egg salad I bought is also very tasty.