Every time I take my car in for service I have to remember to check the lights, because the service guys always turn off the headlights, and I can’t tell from where I sit that the lights in front are the only ones on.
It’s not listed in my lighting settings, but there is an option for “Headlights with Wipers.” Interesting!
I would think, based on size alone, that a replacement sea lion would cost even more than a replacement seal.
About to watch, “The Lost Boys”. It’s an old movie, but I’ll be watching old movies for a while thanks to the strike.
There’s something to be said for a movie where a stake’s driven through Kiefer Sutherland’s chest.
I drive a Toyota Yaris. All the gauges and icon lights are in the center of the dashboard. The first time I driving when it was getting dark out, I turned the headlights on and freaked out. “Oh my god, the dash lights don’t wor…oh, that’s right, they’re over there.” 
It took some getting used to.
My car dings at me if I leave the lights on.
One time after I had my previous car in for service, I found out on the first evening that the dash lights really were not working. The service wasn’t even remotely related, but it did require cutting power and causing various things to reset. The solution to the dash lights not working might have been recommended by Bill Gates himself: reboot the computer!
Why a computer was in control of the dash lights I have no idea, but apparently there was a known problem where on bootup the almighty computer might sometimes run into a glitch, and the solution was to pull one particular fuse to reboot it. It worked. Damn thing was probably running Win-Doze.
Time again for another Q & A.
Q: Was this pup being truthful when he said somewhere in this or some previous thread that he never steals anything at self-checkout?
A: Indeed he was. One could hardly imagine a more honest and trustworthy pup, the very model of integrity.
Q: But what if this pup, forced into self-checkout by long weekend lineups at the registers, having checked out all his groceries, notices while halfway out the door that he had forgotten to scan a fairly expensive tub of dishwasher pods because it was sitting on a little shelf at the back of the cart?
A: The pup would at this point weigh a number of factors. One would be the logistical problems of going back through the gated maze to rescan the item. The pup would also consider the Incident of the Massive Package of Cashmere TP that had occurred some weeks prior. Wherein this massive package was advertised at half price, making it less than most much smaller packages. The lady at the cash confirmed the half price, “with the card”. “What card?” barked the pup. Turned out that some major sale items are only available to “members” with a loyalty card, which this pup avoids, and thus had to pay full price. Taking all this into account, and the interests of justice, the pup trotted out the door and hence homeward with the (technically) purloined box of dishwasher pods, tail wagging with a proper sense of justice achieved.
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This kind of thing is why I’m highly skeptical of self-driving cars. Your situation was an inconvenient glitch, but I would rather not have my car do a BSOD at freeway speeds, TYVM.
We just came back from spending a couple days in the Shenandoah Valley area. To return home, we had to take one of those twisty curvy state routes. Lots of changes in elevation, switchbacks, etc. At this time of year, it’s quite pretty, though I find these roads rather anxiety producing (and indeed, the night before I’d looked to find a different route home, preferably via interstate, but could find nothing that worked).
And dammit, my husband (who was driving my car) hit a deer. No time to even react – for some reason it was running up a steep embankment to our right and it got up to the road at the same time we were passing by.
So now there’s a dead or dying deer out there somewhere and the front passenger fender of my car is all cattywumpus. That turned out to be one expensive trip. FuckFuckFuck.
Sorry 'bout your new hood ornament but what route wuz you on as that’s my favorite type of drivin? I’ve gone away twice this year specifically to do group rides on those type of roads
US 60 near Buena Vista.
My husband normally likes these roads too. He likes them a lot less right now.
I drive a very twisty mountain road. Did it every day for 29 years. Now I work from home. Lot’s of close calls. At one point I was thinking about carrying a revolver in the car so that I could dispatch an injured one. But I didn’t want to drive around with a gun in my car.
Once, a deer hit my wife’s car, not the other way around. She was going about 40mph, and a deer ran into the SIDE of her car.
Once saw a moose on one of our local roads laying upright in a ditch. Thought, that’s odd. I’ve got to go though. I’ll call division of wildlife if it’s still there when I come home. Came Back and a man/wife team was skinning it. They had called the divisions of wildlife and where given permission to shoot it and take it.
Where one deer crosses the road, there is often a second deer following it - which is the one that you hit (just a patch of hair caught in the fender for mine)
Back when cars did not have LCD screens for instrument panels, it became obvious your headlights weren’t on in the evening when you could no longer see the panel. Once they all became backlit LCD screens, they’re lit up whether your headlights are on or off. A LOT of people seem to need that clue.
As to deer, yeah. The one deerstrike I had living in edge-of-suburbia semi-rural Missouri ran into the side of my car truck. And it was the straggler trying to catch up to the 4 who crossed in front of me. Idjits!
I was slowing based on spotting them, but never saw the straggler until the THUMP! I did see it run away towards the rest of the herd seemingly normally. Minus some skin & fur I picked out of my chrome trim (dating the truck here) and a patch wedged between tire and rim. That hadda stung. Good; maybe that one deer will learn that things with headlights are to be avoided.
I know that SNL is often hit or miss… and I’m not going to lie: the Cold Open this week which gave Mike Johnson a total pass just out-and-out sucked. But, lo-and-behold… they did something which has needed doing for Such a long time: they drove a stake through the heart of Hallmark Movies.
It’s as if I got a present for Halloween.
It’s as if Christmas burned in Hell too.
But they got some good jabs in at him in Weekend Update.
She did reach out, asked for and loved the pics I shared, then was asking when did I last renew the soil. Wut? Uh. Then she ghosted me. Whatever lady. It’s in my house looking fine.
The thing with his adult son was not giving him a pass. Especially since he compared the situation to the real life story behind The Blind Side which has been alleged (in public and in the courts) as an exploitation of a young man by people who were supposed to protect him. It was a small moment but enough to let people know essentially that the new Speaker came out of nowhere but has some seriously weird shit going on.
There is the whole “but he’s not in any of the family pictures thing”, but I’m sure that that can easily be explained as happening because he has his own carriage house / quarters on the family plantation or possibly as a punishment for not picking fast enough.
It might seem that Rep Johnson ‘doth protest too much’ given his hatred of the LGBTQ+ community, but I’m sure that that’s just a viscous smear; just one look will tell you that whether it’s front or back, there’s a big Johnson in his pants…
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Edited to Add: That’s a typo; it should have been ‘vicious’.
Eww! 