Stop dragging my car around...

This morning I was wakened at 8:05, about 10 minutes before my alarm was set to go off, by arrival of my Dad. We headed down to Aurora to get my car back from the mechanic, who did very little to it (at my Dad's own request, see below) and charged about $120 for it.

I noticed as I was driving it out of the mechanic's lot that there was a loud rattle in the car. I figured that maybe the air filter cover (which had previously been missing) hadn't been put on quite right or something...because, after all, if something was seriously wrong with the car, they'd have caught it while it was there, right? All the same, after I got it to work, I resolved I'd drive it home that night and then drive it as little as possible, carpooling with a cow-orker (for whom it was on the way anyway) to get to work until the newer car the folks were going to help me get (again, see below) came through. So far so good...

( My work day, and my car's HCF )

In welcome news, my friend demiurgent is recovering after intensive four-hour surgery today, and seems to be doing well. Definitely good to hear he's doing okay.