The bottom of the pitcher of Kool-Aid is always the sweetest. No matter how many times I stir, the last few cups are always super-sugared. Don’t confuse this with complaining, however, the boost is welcome.

My mode of transportation came out of the shop yesterday, only to go back in with the very same problem. Three hundred and sixty dollars, and they didn’t fix the problem at hand. I have to wonder what the hell they did fix by swapping out the “electronics control module”. Of course they can’t call it a computer. Two hours of labor. Two hundred dollar part.

I have the sneaking suspicion that I was right about the magnitude of tonight’s bitch-slap.