broke down

Monday: MB was up early, and headed out. She'll be out of town for a few days, doing an intensive session of work up in NH. I slept a bit more. It was snowing out. Woke around 9. Wasn't quite as intentional in my morning as I had intended. Web. Shower. Down basement, but first snow shoveling. Then morning practices. More snow shoveling, then headed to KKC.

Stopped at the Home Depot and bought some light-bulbs. The car started fine, but the "warning" and "electricity" lights were on. To KKC, and emptied and filled water bowls, talking to Tsun-ma-la, of hawks and news from India. A fellow who's new to the center was valiantly shoveling out front. I thanked him.

Car started again, but now all the warning lights on the dash were on. I was headed to Davis to meet a friend to talk about a possible venture. The transmission started feeling sluggish. At a stop-light, being a computer guy, I figured I'd "reboot" and shut off the car to restart it. Bad move. Wouldn't turn over, or even think about it. Called triple A on the cell, waving people to drive around me. The tow truck would be here within an hour and a half. I walked over to the nearby gas station, then back to the car. Managed to roll the car back to the side so it wasn't blocking traffic. Waited. And waited. Found an apple in my bag and ate it. Made some calls. Finally connected with my friend and rescheduled the lunch date. Talked to MB. Talked to the garage. Waited in the gas station. Listened to a variety of annoying songs, Bob Marley being a breath of fresh (weed laden) air. The gas station guy didn't make small talk, but seemed uncomfortable with the lack of small talk. After an hour and a half I called Triple A back. "The guy will be there real soon." He showed up about half an hour later (I'd been waiting two hours). He said he'd been towing a flat-bed full of water-logged cars from New Orleans. He hitched up my car and we drove off. Talked about the price of natural gas. He told me about his 24 year old son who has moved back home. Dropped the car at the service station, then wading through slush, caught a cab to Harvard Square. Coffee and an egg salad sandwich (my first substantial food of the day). Got some other folk's changes, and checked in my latest round of bug-fixes. Also installed the third party hardware that I will need for my next bit of work. Talked to MB again. Left work around 6:30. Picked up some stuff at CVS. Caught a cab back home.

Down basement, and the completion of morning practices. Didn't officially exercise today, but the shoveling counts for something. My right hip is bothering me. Ordered some Indian food for delivery. Ate that. Watched some of "Return of the King." Email. To bed.