blasted battery and God's unconcievable plan
Last night some friends and I decided to go and see a movie up at the indy art theatre, The Proposition writen by nick cave. Fantastic. it's an australian western, and is just wonderful.
Afterward we got some food king.
we finish eating, talk a bit, and start to part ways. Set leftovers on floor. Key in ignition, twist, nothing. Dashboard lights slowly fade in, try again, starts...hmmm..
get home.
next day.
Awake, take car to auto zone, get battery checked. Sprout forth from the positive terminal, blue crystals appear! A grand ocean, ant-scaled, pours forth. The response from autozone employee, "holy shit." Problem found! Try to clean and start again, nothing. Wait, try again, nothing. Repeat.
Go back in, another guy comes out and looks, yeah, the terminal was completely corroded on the wire connecting to the battery. He knows what to do and does it. Replaces wire connector terminal and cleans. This cost me 3.15 for the new terminal. Funny how it worked out, the guy says they really aren't supposed to do it, but he knows how and he's boss doesn't care.
you're a sly one Jehova, knowing how to cause a problem to happen at the right time, providing the solution better than if i was stuck at a gas station or parking lot at
1030 pm.
dream last night:
I moved to Utah. Theo moved with me. I live with two other guys, I don't really remember who. I go to a lake and everyone is swimming having a good time, and there is a gigantic frieght truck driving around on the lake, so is a pick-up. I want to do the same with my station wagon, but I don't know how they are doing it. I ask someone and they don't know either.
wake up.
I leave for south dakota in two weeks. I echo jesus' prayer before he was arrested, that God's glory and Jesus' glory would be made through me and eric.
Afterward we got some food king.
we finish eating, talk a bit, and start to part ways. Set leftovers on floor. Key in ignition, twist, nothing. Dashboard lights slowly fade in, try again, starts...hmmm..
get home.
next day.
Awake, take car to auto zone, get battery checked. Sprout forth from the positive terminal, blue crystals appear! A grand ocean, ant-scaled, pours forth. The response from autozone employee, "holy shit." Problem found! Try to clean and start again, nothing. Wait, try again, nothing. Repeat.
Go back in, another guy comes out and looks, yeah, the terminal was completely corroded on the wire connecting to the battery. He knows what to do and does it. Replaces wire connector terminal and cleans. This cost me 3.15 for the new terminal. Funny how it worked out, the guy says they really aren't supposed to do it, but he knows how and he's boss doesn't care.
you're a sly one Jehova, knowing how to cause a problem to happen at the right time, providing the solution better than if i was stuck at a gas station or parking lot at
1030 pm.
dream last night:
I moved to Utah. Theo moved with me. I live with two other guys, I don't really remember who. I go to a lake and everyone is swimming having a good time, and there is a gigantic frieght truck driving around on the lake, so is a pick-up. I want to do the same with my station wagon, but I don't know how they are doing it. I ask someone and they don't know either.
wake up.
I leave for south dakota in two weeks. I echo jesus' prayer before he was arrested, that God's glory and Jesus' glory would be made through me and eric.