My truck thinks too much. I have noticed that she can spend days on end without moving but just philosophizing. This leads to the pale cast of thought syndrome that has settled on her headlamps.

Her headlights are very dim. I take the truck to a shop expecting replacement and expense.

Not so; the guy explains that the headlight lenses are plastic and over the years become oxidized and murky. He produces a buffer and some compound. Three minutes of buffing later the area he is working on is extra transparent.

“How much?”

“$75 for each lamp.”

No way! I say I will think about it and scamper home to do it myself.

Such a satisfying job. Now I can go to Mexico.