Does Nothing Work Anymore?
And while we're on the subject, my car is up to it's old won't-start-when-it's-cold tricks, which I thought might be a thing of the past, but apparently not. Free advice: Never buy a Honda. When it's cold, my 1991 Toyota Camry with mucho miles is more trustworthy, and by a long shot.
Oh, and I forgot. There's more. The minor plumbing problems I'd hoped would be fixed yesterday turn out to be still minor--or so we hope--but more complicated.
You might think all creation had been subjected to futility or something.