47: Car Wash
Wore my fox t-shirt, so I had to dig out my fox mask. It’s the one Mrs Mack505 made for me at the start of the pandemic.
49: Where in the World is Paramedic 4?
My partner maintains an album of odd places we’ve gone. He was off-duty Friday, so the job fell to me.
I couldn’t catch a photo of Tilly where one or both of us did not look stoned. It’s my blog, so sorry Tilly.
Kiddo’s humble Ford doesn’t get much attention here. We loaded the ski racks for the first time Sunday, and she wanted to make sure we documented it.
Don’t worry, this was the pre-show screensaver.
53: Daily Driver
The winter commuting continues when conditions permit. I discovered that my maintenance regimen was not good enough. The poor chain was a rusty wreck after a few days sitting idle. It spent the night in a vinegar bath and got a proper clean and lube job today. Tomorrow is supposed to be 60 degrees here.
(Things are plugging along with car repairs. All it needs is time and a dozen more phone calls to the insurance company.)