I have written a couple of articles that need to be corrected, modified or just added on to.  No, it’s not about Tiger Woods not winning a major this year.  That is written in stone and won’t need modification.  And, it won’t be about Chad Ochocinco’s $10,000 bull riding experience.  That was over as soon as it started.  Ochocinco, the premier self promoter, stayed on a bull named Deja Blu for 1.5 seconds.  It would have been shorter, but he flew in the air for a little while before he hit the ground.

I need to update you on my Infiniti with the dead battery.  The one that had my golf clubs imprisoned in the trunk.  I talked to my service guy (the one who had previously talked me into using $12 a quart oil – I’m an idiot) and he told me that he thought the back seat folded down.  Well, I got out my owner’s manual and discovered that that little trick only works with the coupe, not my sedan.  So much for that plan.

I had decided to jerry-rig my trunk so that a dead battery and no key would not stop me.  I knew that the government (NHTSA) required all new cars to have a trunk release inside the trunk.  This will help little Johnny when he locks himself in the trunk.  The interest in saving lives outweighed the cost to all of us car buyers and the argument about upgrading the gene pool.

I figured out that I could tie a cord to the trunk release handle (which glows in the dark!) and slide the other end out through the hatch leading to my back seat.  Then, if the battery went dead, I could slide into the back seat, pop open the hatch and yank on the cord opening the trunk.  I wasn’t sure how the cord would look in the back seat, but I was committed to function over appearance.

I popped the trunk to locate the release handle.  It was in the center of the lid towards the back of the trunk.  I studied the location.  If I got in the back seat and stuck my arm through the hole, could I reach the handle?  I knew that Plastic Man and even Spider Man could reach it, but I wasn’t sure about myself.  Only one thing to do and that was try.

I got in the back seat, popped open the hatch and stuck in my left arm.  I couldn’t feel anything.  I have a foot-long back scratcher with a little plastic hand on the end.  If my real hand couldn’t reach it, I’ll bet my little plastic hand could.  Then, my hand came to the end of something.  It was underneath the back window.  I hadn’t gotten to the trunk lid yet.  So I stretched deeper and there it was, the handle.  I popped the trunk.  No need for an unsightly cord.  No need to swap my sedan for a coupe.  There may be another problem out there, but I don’t want to think about it.

On another matter, a while back I compared Gillette razors.  I compared the new Fusion Proglide Power with the Mach3 Turbo and the existing Fusion Power.  I stated that the Proglide was the only one with a light.  I was wrong.

I still use all three razors (constantly comparing).  The other day while shaving with the Fusion Power, I noticed a light on the handle blinking.  I have had that razor for four years and this is the first time I had seen it blinking.  How could I have missed it?  As I am growing older, are my skills of observation growing stronger?

Pleased with myself, I tried to finish shaving.  But, the battery went dead.  I put a new triple A battery in the handle of my Fusion Power and guess what, the blinking light disappeared.  I am going to give this matter some additional thought (using my enhanced skills of observation) and report back

Writter by PJ Rice on www.ricequips.com