I worked on my car today. EEEUUUU! Do you have any idea how DIRTY it is under the hood? I actually thought about this. It's a different kind of dirt. The feeling on your hands is different when you work on the car as opposed to, say, working in the garden. In a word, Yuk.
Anyway, I now know where my air filter is, where the oil checking metal bendy stick is and how to read it, where my radiator liquid is, and where the battery is. All of this I learned via long-distance telephone call with my brother (Michael a/k/a Obiwan) after the ten minutes it took me to figure out how to open the stupid hood. Must be time to trade it in!
