electronic throttle control
Jan. 15th, 2018 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ffloHello, and happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Just the one comma? No commas, so's to avoid the issue entirely?
The Jeep dealer's service department is open, but MR isn't, and apparently the alert I got yesterday isn't a not-safe-to-drive warning light. So it's not the most inconvenient time for a vehicle glitch, and shortly I'll be taking my vehicle in to see what's the deal with the service-engine warning surrounding the electronic throttle control. I didn't know our engine powers ares being modulated by such things these days, but it seems they are. It's the thing that's thought to be what goes wrong with the calmly named "sudden unintended acceleration" (which seems to me like it calls for a name more like "OSHIT ACCELER-AAAAHHHHH!"). But when it's not maybe being responsible for that, it's making changes in engine power smoother somehow. In my case the throttler may've just been freaked out that I was going 70ish mph, on accounta I go weeks without getting on the hi-way.
Taped my heel this morning. Second time I've done that, trying to tend to this latest spate of walking challenge. Did you know people tape their heels? Helps the plantar fascia. One of those things most younger people don't (need to) know about.
Just doin' what I can to keep on a-movin' along.
Yesterday after tenor sectional I sat in the parking lot of the west-side Lowe's figuring out on my phone that (vinyl lp) records probably don't fit in a wooden crate they sell, and then I went inside anyway just to look at stoves. Which were next to laundry machines. It was intimidating and weird, and I felt funny physically, and ugh. But then I stocked up on various things at Meijer's's, which was good to get taken care of. Except they don't sell fewer than 12 eggs. So this morning I made a two-egg NickMuffin. It was good, but a little messy.
About time to go see about the Jeep.
The Jeep dealer's service department is open, but MR isn't, and apparently the alert I got yesterday isn't a not-safe-to-drive warning light. So it's not the most inconvenient time for a vehicle glitch, and shortly I'll be taking my vehicle in to see what's the deal with the service-engine warning surrounding the electronic throttle control. I didn't know our engine powers ares being modulated by such things these days, but it seems they are. It's the thing that's thought to be what goes wrong with the calmly named "sudden unintended acceleration" (which seems to me like it calls for a name more like "OSHIT ACCELER-AAAAHHHHH!"). But when it's not maybe being responsible for that, it's making changes in engine power smoother somehow. In my case the throttler may've just been freaked out that I was going 70ish mph, on accounta I go weeks without getting on the hi-way.
Taped my heel this morning. Second time I've done that, trying to tend to this latest spate of walking challenge. Did you know people tape their heels? Helps the plantar fascia. One of those things most younger people don't (need to) know about.
Just doin' what I can to keep on a-movin' along.
Yesterday after tenor sectional I sat in the parking lot of the west-side Lowe's figuring out on my phone that (vinyl lp) records probably don't fit in a wooden crate they sell, and then I went inside anyway just to look at stoves. Which were next to laundry machines. It was intimidating and weird, and I felt funny physically, and ugh. But then I stocked up on various things at Meijer's's, which was good to get taken care of. Except they don't sell fewer than 12 eggs. So this morning I made a two-egg NickMuffin. It was good, but a little messy.
About time to go see about the Jeep.
