Thanks Sassy.

I took a wee vacation because I was getting cranky. Then Haggis ran off and I came back, although I'm finding the shoes waaaay too big to fill! I haven't found a single soul to drag off to the torture chamber yet. Which is actually good, since she didn't leave the key.
Ah, the truck

... if you want dull topics, this is better than Zoof's account of what the people in foreign lands are doing.
I thought it was the starter. After having it towed three times, I finally had it towed to the Ford dealer, shelled out almost $400 (ya, they saw me coming) for a new starter, and the same problem is happening again. Of course I didn't get it back to the dealer in time, so the problem is mine now.
It's a Ford. The starters on Fords are in a weird place. I'm a Harley girl first, but if I must have 4 wheels, I like Chevs. Anyway, long story long, I crawled under the &%##$* thing, found the starter and began whopping away with a hammer. That worked the first time. I thought I'd get another year out of it and hopefully sell the damn thing before the problem arose again. No such luck.
I had to crawl back under there -- with a lighter, btw, since I don't own a flashlight -- and no matter how much I abused it with the hammer, it wouldn't work. In a fit of sheer frustration I grabbed the wires and gave em a yank. Ta-da! The problem is the wiring.
Now if I actually owned some electrical tape and had even the vaguest of clues as to where to apply it, I could probably solve the problem. I don't have either ... tape or a clue. So, for now, I shall continue to wriggle under the beastly thing (the one time I'm glad my boobs aren't bigger) and yank wires until I either break the damn thing for good, get electrocuted, or convince it to behave. If this keeps up, I'm gonna have to break down and buy a flashlight, I fear.
Whew ... that ought to keep you bored for the rest of the day!!