December of 2011 was the chapter’s end to a previous phase and the transition into anew. This was my second time shaving my head that semester; the first being in the benefit of a friend with cancer; the second time for my own personal destruction & growth; like how a flower blooms from the passing winter air, it was my time to set myself free. It was then I was exploring the Smashing Pumpkins’ discography and treading the waters of what I called the Billy Corgan Moment. The aeroplane flies high, turns left, looks right… it was the ride of 2012 that was about to begin.
I caused an oil spill, but nothing like what’s shown above.
The other day I was working on my 2005 Subaru Outback. I was hoping to change my oil; I’ve never changed my own oil before so this was going to be an adventure… and that it was. I’m more of a computer person than I am a car person, but I’m looking to learn. Unfortunately, I don’t have any car ramps (I’ll be asking Santa for some this Christmas) but there’s enough room for me to barely squeeze underneath. I spotted an oil filter and a drum that looked like it would contain black gold. I thought to myself, “… Great, that’s pretty accessible, I can do this – no problem!” Like I said, I’m not much of a car person so I don’t have all the correct tools laying around. I found myself a paint tray to collect the oil and I had to order a new tool set because I didn’t have the needed 17mm socket wrench (acquiring tools is a good thing; after equipping myself with a decent toolset I feel like I can now become a father; every father has to have a toolset, don’t they? The toolset magically unlocks the ability for me to reproduce; I love leveling up).