Okay, Minnesota was already on the map; Mary Tyler Moore, Bob Dylan and of course Prince all made sure the world knows where we are. And of course we have Lake Superior which is simply G.L.O.A.T (Greatest Lake Of All Time). And today another celebrity burst forth onto the scene, the MPRRaccoon. After being stranded for two days in downtown St. Paul he caught the Internet’s attention and for a while was the number one trending topic, above the Trump-Kim summit. Now that’s one famous little raccoon!
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My garage door broke. Totally. Worn. Out. It stuck in the up position so at least I could get my car out. The repair man got the door closed again but it was not repairable. I didn’t think about it until after he was long gone, the garbage and recycling cans were stuck in the garage. Party trivia – did you know garbage cans fit through house doors? It’s true! Don’t ask how I know because I’d hate to admit I rolled the darn cans through my kitchen, dining room and living room to get them back into the driveway. I admit nothing.
Is there an ideal time for your car battery to die? Perhaps during an oil change while surrounded by mechanics, but not when you’re in a car wash. Seven cars were waiting for their turn! I ran out to the first driver and told her what was happening then Googled the gas station that runs the car wash to get their phone number. A few minutes later two young men, much calmer than me, came running out to help me. The had a portable battery charger, something I didn’t know existed, and started my car on the first try. I was able to drive home and even restart the car. But in the morning as I tried to drive to the dealer for a check up, the battery was dead.
My least favorite part of driving is needing a tow. Of course no one looks forward to it, but for an introvert it means riding in the cab or a truck that requires a step ladder to clamber inside but also riding with a complete stranger. One driver passed the time by telling TMI about his girlfriend. The most recent driver got political, the opposite of my views, in the last five minutes of the ride. I bit my tongue, after all I wanted a ride all the way to the dealer. Now today’s driver arrived, hopped out of the truck and eyed up my car. He was covered in tattoos and piercings as heavy metal throbbed from the radio. On the drive over he talked about his rescue pit bull, the friends and family he let move into his house when they were down on their luck and paying for his girlfriend’s education. Of course he was a total sweet heart and the ride sailed by.
An hour at the Subaru dealer later, a new battery, and my car was happy again. Still makes me nervous going into the car wash but now that I have my own portable charger I know I’ll get out quickly too, even if the worst happens again.