In Which We Use Our Head For Sumthin' Other Than a Hat Rack

For once.  By that I mean we were up at what passes for oh-dark-thirty at this point in life... 0630 hrs, actually... so we could (a) get semi-caffeinated, (b) head on over to The Big(ger) City^TM for to get The Tart serviced and (c) do all that before the heat of the day is upon us... which will be substantial (the forecast bein' 108, or so).  

So, out the door at 0730, a quick stop at the local coffee house to pick up a big-ass cappuccino for the road, and then we headed on over to Clovis, arriving at Bender GM at 0815 hrs where we were first in line, which was a decided improvement over our last experience.  We were back on the road to P-Ville at 0925 hrs with eight quarts of fresh oil in the crankcase, a full-spectrum check-up, and rotated tires... all at no charge, thanks to four years of included maintenance that came with The Dowager.  I like that.

I feel like I deserve a beer after doin' all that, so I think I'll go out to the verandah and shock the neighbors before it gets too bloody hot.