{"id":389,"date":"2007-10-16T16:41:00","date_gmt":"2007-10-16T16:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2007\/10\/16\/swearing-battery-swim\/"},"modified":"2007-10-16T16:41:00","modified_gmt":"2007-10-16T16:41:00","slug":"swearing-battery-swim","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2007\/10\/16\/swearing-battery-swim\/","title":{"rendered":"swearing, battery, swim"},"content":{"rendered":"

I ran out of swear words last night.<\/p>\n

Now, much like the father in A Christmas Story, I know how to swear. I’m good at it, I practice, and I’m always careful to stretch first.<\/p>\n

But last night, I exhausted my lexicon. I was reduced to a repetitive and stammering mess.<\/p>\n

The reason? My car. It wouldn’t start when I tried to leave work yesterday – so I called my room-mate to come and jumpstart it. That was enough to get me home – it needed to be re-jumped to get me to AutoZone. I left my car running and locked and with an extra key in my pocket I headed in to get a new battery. <\/p>\n

I had to wait in line at the counter why a young mother explained to the clerk how she would have been in the demolition derby last year, only she got pregnant. Her husband went instead and lost a tooth – the clerk suggested that he should have played hockey instead and saved the car.<\/p>\n

Such wit! <\/span><\/p>\n

In my mind, their heads both exploded but in reality, I just waited quietly until it was my turn and made my very heavy purchase.<\/p>\n

Back home, my room-mate and I removed the old battery – and faced off against some intense corrosion and increasingly stripped bolts. Hence the swearing. <\/p>\n

We finally got the old battery out of there and easily installed the new one. My car started up like a charm and today I’m going to take the old battery back to AutoZone and maybe see about getting the alternator checked – just to be sure. <\/p>\n

In other news… I swam 28 laps yesterday. I think I’m getting a little faster again.<\/p>\n

Got to go to a meeting now… later…<\/p>\n

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