Flutterby™! : Holiday Spirit

Howl! Santa does a recording session, "that's not how I wrote it...". (From Copyranter from Make The Logo Bigger).

Charlene and I went up to Petaluma today to meet our realtor, who was doing his walkthrough of the house ("meet our realtor" a week from (hopefully) close of escrow... Redfin rawks and Ernesto and Angela, our contacts there, have been awesome in this process). Charlene's off to Fresno, we'd parked her car in San Rafael, and on the way back down my clutch went haywire and we managed somehow to get into the commuter lot under 101 with just one manually synchronized shift and a whole lotta luck with the 3 lights on the central San Rafael exit to the under-the-101 parking. The tow truck guy bitched me out for my automotive ignorance and had me drop some brake fluid in a little plastic cup that was tucked away up under the hood, apparently my clutch cylinder had run dry, I nursed it home, and on Monday the last folks to do work on the car are gonna get an earful.

And I missed getting together with Chris and friends in the city. Damn.

Just took a walk and ran into John who told me another set of neighbors are having a holiday party, so I'm gonna go crash that.