Today was marked by a trip to court for another member of the household; since we’re still working with the rental, I had to drive. The truck turns out to be bad news–not the starter, the flywheel, which means several hundred dollars to pull the transmission to get to it. Ah, well–we agreed that we need the truck, if only to get trash to the dump.
It also means that the trip to Ubercon has been seriously jeopardized; we have three cars any one of which might or might not be done by Thursday, and we must have two on the road to make it work. Odds are slim.
Sitting in court gave me time to do a fair amount of editing on the Romans notes. I confess, however, that my mind was a bit frazzled, and I did not feel that I was giving it the attention required. Here’s hoping I haven’t missed some glaring problems in my failure to grasp what I was reading.
After that, I still had to get my mother-in-law to the store; my wife wanted to go along, but that meant we had to take our youngest son, so that we could feed him. That became more complicated, and it was after eleven thirty that we managed to get home. Mercifully I had been able to get the e-mail done in the cracks before and after court, so I’m drawing near the end of the night. Unfortunately, I’m not really getting things ready for the convention, and I’m running out of time.
On another note, I stumbled upon a DVD of Sliding Doors for ten bucks, and since that’s a movie about which I get a fair amount of mail (my Temporal Anomalies fans keep telling me that I need to see it even though it is not a time travel film), I decided to add it to my growing stack of films. I’m not sure when I’ll get the chance to watch it, but at least I’ve got it.
–M. J. Young
October 29th, 2007 at 9:30 pm
Yeah, Sliding Doors is one you should check out. I’m sure someone has already told you the premise, so I’m not going to here. I like it, because it asks the question “What If?” throughout the entire film.
On another note MJ, my uncle has been a master mechanic longer than I have been alive. He says that 9 out of 10, if the transmission is bad, it’s time to get a new car. You said several hundred for the repairs. You can get a decent used pickup truck for about that amount of money. I got a Ford F-100 when I was 17. Cost me $800. I often joke that at the time, I had the chance to buy a 357 Desert Eagle for $750, and if I had it to do again, I probably would have bought the gun. Good luck, in any event.
John “A1nut”
October 30th, 2007 at 2:02 pm
It’s not the transmission, it’s the flywheel. The transmission has to come out to get to it.
–M. J. Young