Well, it took two weeks, but we finally got the truck back from the shop. We're $500 poorer, but it doesn't squeek anymore. We also traded in the Oldsmobile for a slightly newer Chevy Impala with only 78,000 miles on it. Drives like a dream compared to the truck. We'll probably be using it as our main transportation. The wife wants to call it "The Silver Pearl," but I'm more partial to "Vlad The Impala."
Had some problems with our bank account, went to pay the garage with a debit card and it was refused. Had to use a different account. We had paid for the new car on the same account and I assumed that the big check had flagged the account. Tried to buy some gas the next day, same thing, card refused. Tried using an ATM, transaction cannot be processed. Called the bank's customer service...computer required me to enter the card number and then hung up on me, saying the account was inactive and to contact my local branch. Great...I was out of town. Had to wait until the next afternoon and make a special trip to the bank to get things straightened out. It seems that I made an online purchase from Oklahoma a few days ago and the bank thought that looked suspicious, so they closed down my account. Everything seems to be back online now.
The wife has been writing some "fan fiction" over the last month or so and I've been doing her proofreading plus offering suggestions on livening up her dialogue a little bit. She's been getting quite a few glowing reviews. At her urging, I decided to try my own hand at some fan fiction and posted chapter one of a murder mystery (serious stuff, no fluff) this afternoon. I was excited when I got an e-mail within about fifteen minutes of posting...until I realized it was from a sexual pervert. She's rolling on the floor laughing at me. Sigh....
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