My “check engine light” has come on twice in the last few weeks. The first time, I paid eighty bucks to a mechanic to read it. He told me it said something about a hose, they checked all the hoses, found nothing, and cleared the code. Oh, and by the way, my third brake light was out. So I stopped at an auto parts store and got the bulb that night, where the kind gentleman putting it in for me (Viriginia really is great for that) told me that I could have saved myself the money–they have a free code reader. So when the light went on again two days ago, I decided to go back to the auto parts store, and chose Sunday.

Tonight, I had dinner at Heidi’s, and parked my car, as usual, partly leaning in the ditch on the passenger side. When I left tonight, I turned on the car, and the check engine light was gone.

Apparently, all I had to do was lean the car far enough to the right in order to clear the code.

Fine by me. I didn’t want to stop at the auto parts store tomorrow, anyway.

There, now I have a post for the day. Off to bed.