doodledee

Huna drove the two of us to GE for a meeting we had today. He had to drive because I was still working on what I was going to say in the meeting and, more importantly, he gets carsick even worse than I do. Because the TT is home waiting for new brake pads, we were stuck riding in the Focus. Don't get me wrong, it's not a bad car - it has a CD player and all that - but it's no TT. (Being basically the first sport coupe on the market, the TT is obviously in a class by itself, so I recognize that it's not really a fair comparison in the first place.)

So anyway, while on the way there, Huna takes the turn from 394 to 169 south pretty aggressively. As I hung on for dear life, I tried to remind him about how the performance capabilities of his 4-door Ford might differ slightly from his 2-door Audi. Unconcerned, he just laughed and [sarcastically] added to watch how it powers out of a corner.

Then the engine blew up.

It didn't really explode per se, but something bad happened and we couldn't go anywhere. Fortunately, we were able to more or less roll to the first little exit deal and get off the freeway. We called-up Colin, who was also in route, and he turned around and came and got us. We were 20 minutes late, which was kind of a bummer, but it was still exciting.

While we waited, Huna made some calls and I watched for Colin's Jetta. I also ate a banana and wondered if it's really necessary to wear a scarf when you're already wearing a turtleneck. I mean isn't a turtleneck really just a shirt with a built in scarf? Sure, it's cold and all, but is it really 2-scarf cold?

I went ahead and kept my scarf on. Not unexpectedly, my neck got a little warm.