This morning it is 8 degrees so I drove the kids to school. They refuse to wear real coats and I saw a fair number of boys in shorts at the high school. Clearly no one expects to be stranded outside for any length of time. I am sitting at the auto place having my brake pads replaced. They had "glazed" over, whatever that means. In practice it meant the brakes squealed like banshees so in addition to the driver of the car being embarrassing (see post from a couple of days ago), the car was also mortifying.
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