bryan and i were chattering when he worked on his car, the one we are taking down to seattle and he asked who the patron saint of mechanics was so i went to the patron saint page, and looked it up and it turned out to be catherine of alexandria, the woman who was killed on a wheel, and then splintered it so it could kill legions of roman soilders so i went out and told bryan this and he started muttering prayers about getting the bolts out, and all this other mechanics stuff.