Pop! Hiss! Fuck! Ouch!

The Mighty Piazza soiled itself, and my left leg, last night when the heater core blew spectacularly. The way the windscreen fogged up instantly as steam poured from the vents was most disconcerting, but more concerning was the spurting water around ankle height. Luckily I was wearing my new extra-strong and surprisingly waterproof Carhartts, and I have a couple of spare heater cores at home. I had the heater replaced in 20 minutes- I've done a few before.


In other news, my beard is a week old- its beyond the designer stubble stage, but not yet into the "Did you forget to shave or are you growing a beard?" phase. It still itches, but at least its long enough to disguise the ingrown hairs and other maladies that accompany growing a beard for the first time...

Fuzzy Wuzzy
Itchy witchy