A touch-screen display that can be inserted under the skin and is powered by your own blood. Never lose your cell phone again!
I find this simultaneously really cool, and extremely creepy.
Stopped by the bank yesterday. As soon as I got out of the car, I could hear it: the unmistakable sound of a pressure leak. ssssssssssssss
I walked around my car; the sound was loudest at the right rear corner. I got down and looked at the tire. I didn’t actually expect to see anything, but the culprit was plainly visible:
The Firestone was a block away, so I drove her there before the tire went completely flat. But I really wasn’t happy about leaving her to Firestone’s dubious care, after they fucked up my van—twice—so this morning my dad helped me put on the spare and we drove her out to the Honda dealership.
I tell ya, if it ain’t one damn thing, it’s another.
The good news: we’ve spent the last year or so building up our Freedom Account (what Dave Ramsey calls a rainy-day fund), so we can deal with this without having to run up debt on the credit card.
That’s the only explanation I can think of. Seventeen credit hours, chauffeur duty, all the housework I can squeeze in between—and I’ve agreed to compete in the 2008 State Leadership Conference.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?!
*hyperventilates*