HERE'S CONNIE!
I had a terrible nightmare last night. It involved Renee's Ford Contour. She was leaving on a 6+ month vacation over winter and was going to leave here car with me for safe keeping. I removed the battery to keep it indoors on a trickle charger. The battery terminals came loose from the wires which were comically complex and I was trying to find a pen to write down how they were connected while it was fresh in my memory. Every pen I grabbed was dry. Searching for a pen or marker that wasn't dry went on for a long time and I was frustrated to the point of screaming obscenities. I finally found a a sharpie that was good and went to the car. The ink evaporated off of my paper pad like acetone. The dream climaxed when I discovered that the car was being possessed by a extremely tortured demon/child soul, endlessly screaming as if it was burning in hellfire but without ever pausing to breath in. It was the cause of the ink drying. I guess it wanted the battery back?
Renee seemed to be as surprised as I was.
Renee seemed to be as surprised as I was.