Henry Got a New Battery Today!

. . . and I just have to say how much I love love LOVE Triple A. This is the second time since the new year that I have had to call them and I am so happy I joined (it was only 40-something bucks for the whole year). They are always so polite and helpful on the phone, they always get someone there almost immediately, and the people they send are also so friendly and helpful. There's nothing like great customer service to really make me feel great about the world.

Today the problem was that I needed a jump start. I figured campus police would do it, but apparently it's a liability problem for them so they won't. So I called Triple A and the guy they sent not only jumped my car, but then tested the alternator (which is working fine!) and the battery. When the tester device couldn't tell if it was working well enough or not he had me turn off the car and try again. It turned out the battery was dead, but he actually had the right kind right there with him and installed it for me on the spot! He charged my card for 120 bucks, had me check to make sure it would turn on and everything was working properly, and was then on his way, all in less than half an hour. I thought this would take forever and be a huge hassle and that if the battery was dead I would have to go somewhere and get a new one and then get it installed and it would be such a problem . . . but everything worked out so easily and conveniently. Yay Triple A!

Introductions

The Cats PJ, also known as Henry, is my car. It is my first car, and it is amazing. (Sometimes it's an "it", the Cats PJ, sometimes it's a "he," Henry.) Henry is an '89 Acura Legend. If you don't know much about cars, you might look at him and think he's nothing special. Or, if you're silly and sort of ignorantly shallow and in the habit of judging books by their covers, you might think he is crap. But you would be wrong.

Henry was brand new and absolutely state-of-the-art, top-of-the-line when my (technically step-) grandfather, Harry, got him. He is V6 2.7L, Persian Red with Charcoal Grey leather interior, and a power sunroof and windows. I'll bet you didn't even know they made sunroofs in 1989. I didn't even know they made automatic windows in 1989. But they did. Anyway, my point is that Henry is awesome in many silly and shallow ways--he has this great little feature right by the wheel that lets you change the volume or flick through your presets without reaching over to the radio--but he is also awesome in real, important car ways. He drives like a dream. His steering wheel feels incredibly fluid. You know when you are driving him that this is what a luxury car should feel like. This is the blog that will honor him; relate his stories, document the (many!) compliments I receive about him, and chronicle our adventures together until the end of his life (which, as he is 20 years old and living in Massachusetts, I fear may be approaching). "Legend" is an entirely appropriate model name for Henry--he is a beautiful machine and I love him to death.