I don’t know jack about cars. If it drives and brings me places, it’s good enough. Maybe it’s time I changed that mindset because I’ve had my car break down on me — or rather, just the battery.

I noticed a few days ago that the light came on for the battery, so I decided to bring it to a shop and got the battery changed. Things seemed fine until I also went to get some gas and fill my tires with air, and then my car just stopped responding. There were so many new things I learned that day, such as power steering, gear shift override, and the difference between an alternator and the battery itself.

As of this writing, it’s still needing to have another look at, and I’m a bit bummed that I have to use some time off when I wanted to bank it all and goof off near the end of the year. I’m more concerned about how I’ll handle the situation in a few hours, but I’m hoping for the best.

The dream is to just get a car that looks like a taxi, and treat it well.