Cooked Brains - A Day to Remember

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I worked on a car today. It was a co-worker and friend's vehicle. I was asked to help take a look over the car, to make sure it was up to snuff for a trip across country that's coming up. It's not a bad car by any means, although I do have my gripes about it.


Featured: 2018 Toyota Highlander


A couple of months earlier I had been asked to help on this same vehicle, where, believe it or not, he said he couldn't figure out how to put the spare tire back in place. Don't ask me what my immediate thoughts were at the time...

I went and took a look at it with him, and I myself was quite puzzled, to the point where I quickly recommended looking it up on YouTube.

By this time in the history of our living, we're able to quickly and concisely find videos, and lots of other reference materials, of our exact tasks at hand, ususally on the same equipment or resources we're working on. It's great!

When researching, I usually start my internet searches (YouTube, etc.) by looking up the most specific, and then narrow it down to more generalized categories and into more broad searches. For example, with cars you might search your specific year, make and model, but if your search results provide no yield, then you would start compromising on finding an exact year, make and model and instead start searching for two out of the three. Other readily available reference meaterials include, but aren't limited to, product manuals, video tutorials, certification paths, schematics, replacement parts catalogues, sufficient third party replacements and alternatives to namebrand, It's a wonderful phenomena - Not at all like when I was a child, and not like when I was even a very young man into my early twenties. Life was a lot harder back then, in my opinion, but possibly more fulfilling? After all, it did have an eerie quiet to it that seems kind of unexplainable, and incomplete to describe it as just sound alone. Anyway, the YouTube video that we were watching quickly unveiled to us that we would have never figured out how to reattach this spare tire. Never on our own, probably even if our lives depended on it. My coworker, at one point during building this contraption, even thought his AAA (pronounced as "Triple A") mechanic stole a proprietary wrench piece that comes with the vehicle, to put the tire back in, that's how complicated it was to even put together.

Back to the actual story - the actual task at hand I'd been asked to help with. The task was to replace the rear brakes. It was a standard job, we didn't really run into much noteworthy. Although, some of the best stories are in the details never told. Maybe if anything, it would be that I accidentally knocked out a wheel stud. It was pretty funny. I immediately thought of the ol' washer with the lug nut trick. Of course we were working with bare minimum in the back parking lot behind work. A man did walk by with a shopping cart, if that helps put a pulse on the situation. Because that, also, is this time in the history of our living. Since I didn't have the washers, we decided to go with the 'crank the ever living shit out of it' route. It worked well! The trip completed and several weeks have passed now, so all's well that ends well.