Mmmm...

[bjarvis]

I had the oil changed in my car this afternoon. At the end of an otherwise sucky business day, it might seem an unusual thing to do to unwind, but let me explain...

The guys at my local oil change shop are really hot. Seriously hot.

I guess I have a thing for blue-collar otters with calloused hands, labelled uniforms and a propensity to call me "sir." OK, they were all much too young --probably early twenties-- for my usual tastes, but damn, they looked good. Especially "Steven."

I need to change my oil more often.