I took my car into the shop the other day because it was making a weird knocking sound under the hood. The mechanic spent a long time listening carefully and checking all the hoses and belts.

He said he needed to do some intensive car-diology.

I decided to take up painting as a hobby, so I went to the art store to buy some supplies. The store had a huge selection of brushes, canvases, and paints, but I was having trouble finding the perfect color. I asked the store owner for help, and he told me

it was a tint of a problem

I was trying to brew a new type of coffee this morning, experimenting with different grind sizes and water temperatures. I really wanted to get that perfect cup.

But no matter what I did, I just couldn't espresso myself properly.

I told my wife she was drawing her eyebrows too high.

She looked surprised.