"If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater, suggest that he wear a tail." - Fran Lebowitz

Last night our router suddenly stopped working. OK, not suddenly. For a few months I've had to reboot it often, but I figured that was because I've been trying to eat more fruit.
This morning I went to Best Buy to get a replacement. First, what did they do to Best Buy? It used to be an electronics store and now they have a whole section with a sign over it that says "Kitchen," and another labeled "Laundry." No wonder they're in the tank.
I got a dual band router. The guy said it will work better and last longer if we have multiple devices hooked up. Like a laptop and a gaming consol. We have two laptops and a wireless printer, which is almost like a gaming consol because it has a touch screen with a bunch of pictures that I don't understand.
I got it set up during lunch. I even made it so a password is required, unlike the old one which was not "security enabled." How long will it be before my next door neighbor gets on my case? He told me a year ago he's been pirating off my wi-fi signal.
Not any more, you moocher!

I had grand plans of driving Louise over to MVD this morning and getting it registered. Yesterday I bought and installed all new tail light and turn signal bulbs and figured I was ready. I still have some brake problems to sort out - they stick when applied in reverse but release as soon as I go forward - but everything else seemed good. In the middle of the night I realized I hadn't checked the brake lights, just the turn signals which I knew didn't work until I put the new bulbs in. So this morning while it was still dark I went out to the the garage and, with the door down, stepped on the brakes, sure that I'd see the red light reflected on the inside of the door.
Nada.
I knew it had to be an electrical problem somewhere and not the bulbs because the brake lights use the same element in the bulbs as the turn signals, which work. After some experimentation and shorting out some wires to check circuits I discovered the problem is the switch on the master cylinder.
Step on the (manual) brakes and pressure builds up in the master cylinder, that pressure is pushed down the brake lines, and makes each wheel's shoes press out against the drums. But that pressure building up inside the master cylinder also triggers a switch that turns on the brake lights - unless the switch has failed.
The genius engineers at Rambler put that switch on the BOTTOM of the master cylinder. So when I take it off to put the new one on (thank you, O'Reilly's) all of the brake fluid will spill out. That means that after I get the new switch in I have to go through the tedious task of bleeding the brakes again.
Note: the German engineers at VW had figured out long before 1966 that the better place for that switch was at the end of the master cylinder, so that only a portion of the brake fluid spills out and no air enters the system.

So I won't be able to get Louise registered until next Tuesday. I'm ordering special license plates in honor of Louise's re-entry to the world of motoring after her long absence but I'll have to order them at registration and wait for their arrival. Pics will follow.

I watched some, but not all of the opening acts at the RNC last night. I caught some of the speeches given by Romney's fellow Mormons, both other bishops and those under his care when he was the bishop at his church.
Houston, we have a problem.
(We had a problem, but it became more clear last night.)

We're going out for dinner tonight. Probably next Tuesday night, too. Pam is scheduled to work a 12-hour shift (normal) for three days straight (NOT normal). By the time she comes home Monday night she'll be ready for hospitalization herself.
We're going to a place we haven't been before, and I haven't told her. She probably assumes we'll go up to Paradise Bakery, our usual.
A year or so ago we did a thing at Pathway where I asked everybody to recommend one-off restaurants they knew served up good food at moderate prices, with an emphasis on ethnic joints. I compiled the list and then handed it out with the suggestion that people use the list to go out with someone else at church.
I still have the list on my computer, and tonight we're going to Pita Jungle, a place Karli recommended. They specialize in healthy food in an informal setting. It's close by and their online menu looks interesting. I'll report back.