Killing Birds

I am sans car ... again. My truck is back at the transmission place and so here I sit, all alone, no truck. Walking to work tomorrow. (HA! NOT!) ;)

"Sharondarella, what happened to your truck?"

I'm glad you asked, because I'm wanting to whine:

The O/D light came on during the drive home from work yesterday, so I pulled the manual and this is what it said: “Depress the Overdrive button and see if it will stop blinking. If it does, great. If not, get your ass to the garage IMMEDIATELY or your transmission will fall out!”

Of course, the technical writers employed by Ford Motor Company tried to be more blasé about it, but since I have already learned the hard way that Fords have a history of transmission problems, I believe they should be more urgent, less blasé … I think a letter to Ford is in order.

Perhaps I should send them a copy of my resume, because I love the products, and I could be the best manual writer they’ve ever seen. They need some language in there that everyone can understand. I would start by renaming the O/D button. When a problem occurs it would not flash “O/D Off” … it would flash “Oh DAMN!” followed by a quick “Pull over NOW!”

I think Ford might get on board with my layman’s approach to the car manual, don’t you?

Meanwhile, I am still without a vehicle while parts are being ordered for my truck. This is just wrong.

I didn’t want to have to buy a new vehicle before buying a house … maybe I’ll just buy a Winnebago and kill two birds with one stone. (That’s a terrible saying, isn’t it? I don’t actually want to kill ANY birds … but I’m sure you picked up on that.) Can you see me parking my home outside of work? I would always be bringing work home with me. On a good note, I could go home for lunch every day. :)

I just checked out Winnebago's website:



Did you know they have one called a "Mini Winnie"? It sounds absolutely cute and adorable, but I don't know for sure because their stupid virtual tours are in QuickTime.

I think I might have to check into this Winnebago thing. At first I was kidding, but now I'm liking the sound of it. I could be like Clive Griswald's in-laws, seeing the world in their motor home. ;D

Of course, it is after 12:00am and I get some of my more wacky ideas at this time of the night ... ;D