Rollin, Rollin, Rollin...

It's about that time again, where my little silver car decides it needs more attention and starts getting fussy.

It has been giving me the 'shudders' as I sit in Idle... and then finally the menacing 'check engine' lights went off - so it was another visit to our VW doctors down the street. Whoo hooo, guess who got to take the Bus to work. :)

Of all the issues a highly computerized Turbo engined car could have, apparently the only conclusion they could arrive at was that an "Air Pocket" caused my car to prematurely run out of motor oil and cause all the other symptoms to occur. No leaks, no engine problems.... everything checked out A-OK. Here's some more motor oil, here's our labor charges... ChaChing!



Meanwhile, the Bus rides to work have been kind of fun. There's actually a 'commuter express' route that goes past my house and straight to my work. The only bad is that it only has a few really early stops and a few afternoon returns. So if I miss the last one, i'm stuck going nowhere fast.

Today, I had a major last minute report to send before the end of day... so i was racing against time to catch the last bus. I was lucky... just as I was crossing the street, the bus was pulling into the stop... and here's me waving my arms like a mad woman, so that I'd be able to make it home, and sit down to type out this blog entry. Happy ending. :)