Weekend Update

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I changed my oil on Saturday for the first time. This will be the first complaint I have about the G35. This car has a cover for the underbody for "protection and aerodynamic purposes." Which is fine, I guess. They even left a hole for the drain plug so people can change the oil without taking off the cover.

But for some reason, they didn't do the same for the oil filter. It's designed so that unless you are Stretch Armstrong or Gumby, there is no possible way to unscrew the filter and change to a new one. Trust me, I have a forearm full of scratches from trying.

And if you didn't know, it's pretty much expected that you change the filter every time you change the oil, it even says so in the manual. The manual gives you a whole step by step guide to changing the oil as "Do-it-yourself maintenance," and there is a part that says "If oil filter is to be changed, remove and replace it at this time. See later in 'Engine oil' for changing oil filter." So I found the section and guess what it said? "Contact your INFINITI retailer if replacement is required."

How awesome, eh. So did I give in and take it to the dealer? Hells no, that would be the loser way out. I ended up taking out about 15 screws so I could get that stupid cover off and change my oil filter. Took me a while, but I am proud of myself for this effort.

Later on that day, my homie Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray, and a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic that made me choke...

Actually, we just went to the Buzz. I think I am getting too old for this stuff. Sad, I know, but I really don't think I would ever go unless a lot of good friends were gonna be there.

A couple hours ago, my sister was heating up some oil to make popcorn and she left the stove running while she went upstairs. Meanwhile, I was watching High School Reunion on WGN (more on this show later). A couple minutes pass, and my sister comes down and she just goes "OHMYGOD", which makes me turn around and see that there is a pretty decently sized flame coming out of the popcorn pot.

At this point, my sis is like "whatdoidowhatdoido?!" and I was like, "cover it!" So she takes the lid, looks at the fire for a few seconds, then turns to me and goes "can you do it?" That look on her face was classic, if there wasn't a growing fire I would've pulled out my digital camera and taken a picture. Finally, I covered the pot and everything ended up ok. Except maybe the pot might not be usable anymore, we'll find out. She told me not to tell my mom what happened but I think my mom found out anyways.

Oh well, if you didn't like that story, you had to be there.

Ok, I don't want to make this blog too long so I will just say something quick about High School Reunion. It's a show where they hold a high school reunion at like a vacation house or something and film it like "Real World" or "Survivor." So they have all these characters and their descriptions like "the Tall Girl" or "The Nerd" or "The Bully." And of course some of them are looking to hook up with their old crushes and stuff. The first episode was pretty entertaining. Catch it on the WB Thursday, I recommend it.

I've said it before but I'll say it again: Jack's frozen sausage pizza rules. Tombstone drools.