rootofnewt | aw, poop.

Monday:

krasota notes that the Buick will need a serpentine belt soon. Notes this for the inspection. Also notes need for new tires. Checks oil, adds a quart, makes note to get oil changed. Drives Crown Vic rest of the week.

Friday:

krasota takes car to Sam's for new tires. Stops at Jiffy Lube for an oil change. Thinks about having belt replaced, but decides to let Finley's do it next Wednesday.

Saturday evening:

krasota screws up when drilling a hole, has to run to lowe's for a longer wood screw (don't ask).

krasota and

explodingcat hop into the Buick and go to Lowe's, Kroger, and Whole Foods.

Saturday night, almost 9pm: Battery light comes on while

krasota is driving down Preston, power steering suddenly goes away. Hot smell. Aw, crap, says

krasota as she nudges the car around the corner onto Madison and into street-legal parking. Smoke shows up.

krasota and

explodingcat hop out of car and wake for smoke to go away. After many hijinks (no phones, no business cards for Lethal, nearby college boys with phones),

krasota realizes that the serpentine belt has gone. Much cursing. Much praying that it doesn't take the compressor with it this time. Much kicking of new tires. Much more to the story not being written. Eventually, tow truck driver arrives in rainstorm, car is towed to Finley's, forms are filled out.

*sigh*