Hole Lotta Nutin

We got a great early start today with a Continental Breakfast at our motel and then shot through the Oklahoma City commute without a slowdown. Headed up I-35 knowing that I needed to find an oil change place shortly.

This is the second time I’ve racked up over 3,000 miles on a trip and needed to change the oil on the road. The last spot was Kingman, AZ, land of coincidence, where I bought two new tires to go with a quick oil change.

Today I was heading to Wichita Kansas, thinking it would certainly be able to handle an oil change. I was a little concerned that both cities had seven letters…

I found a Jiffy Lube and true to tradition they pointed out my frayed fan belts and warned of dire, stuck by the the side of the road, consequences if I didn’t replace them. Actually, they were a concern so I said go for it. Again, an oil change turns out to be a vehicle saving experience!

I left Wichita with a sense of peace knowing I’ve done everything I can to insure this sweet little ride pulls us safely into our driveway tomorrow.

Now, back to the post. There is a whole lot of nothing along I-70 between Salina, Kansas and Denver, Colorado. We did encounter a Turnpike south of Wichita that was cool ($1.95 to use the road) but other then that, boring…

The top story of the day is, I finally accidentally killed my poor spot infected point and shoot camera. A cup of water spilled on it, I turned it on, and the photo below is the last one it will ever take. May this little pain in the butt rest in peace…

btw: Here’s the first picture I took with this camera:

So, the camera lasted from June 10th, 2011 to August 8, 2012. It’s been in the shop once for spots on the sensor, developed new ones six months later, and died a wet death.

Panasonic is off my camera list…