[RickyMaveety]

that I am a sh*t magnet. If it doesn't happen to me ... it happens around me. All I wanted to do was get a few things at Walmart. Just a couple of cans of Krylon paint and a few more plastic boxes. That's it .... in and out in a few minutes.

So, I'm standing next to a lady in the paint aisle when fate decides to deal her a heart attack. I immediately go into "rescue" mode. Check for pulse ... none ... make certain airway is clear, and start CPR.

Paramedics came in about 10 minutes .... I had a pulse by then, and of course they kicked me out of the paint aisle so they could work. And then I realized ... I didn't put the paint in my cart before she went down for the count, and I can't get back into the paint aisle until they finish.

So .... read on the Kindle until the aisle is clear, now a 10 minute errand has turned into a 40 minute adventure. Then, go to the car and realize that the cap has come off of a $20 pump spray gallon of scorpion killer. Lovely, now no scorpion will ever dare to enter my automobile again.

Hop on by Home Depot (for the 1000th time this week) and get more scorpion killer. Make it home, feed the cat, put the first coat of sealer on the remainder of the back porch. Then go by the Moon's for a very stiff drink (and I swear, they put at least half a cup of pure vodka in that thing), and then make my way home to put the second coat of sealer on the back porch.

I'm going to clean litter boxes, put a load of laundry in and then go to bed. That's it for me today .... I'm knackered. Here I could have sworn that Hadrian's Wall ended at York and I'm too tired to look it up, and if Lazy Scot say's it isn't ... then I must be wrong, and I hate to be wrong. It just turns my universe all inside out.

Nite everybody. Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone .... K??