The Woman will tell the dog every time I get up...run and hide puppy, Wayne is getting up to do something...warning the dog of some impending doom that is likely to befall us. Some calamitous something will happen when there's no reason in hell it should. I pick up a knife...I go ahead and cut myself just to get it over with.

Murphy's law...if it can happen, it will.

Fisher's law...if there's no way in hell it can happen, it will.

Some say I have bad luck...I say, I don't use up my luck on the small stuff and save it for the big stuff. There's been a couple of occasions I've used the accumulated pile of luck all at once. Chit happened that nobody but the luckiest son of a bitcch in the world could have walked away from...and I come out without a scratch.

One day...one day...it's all going to run out and something catastrophic is going to happen and that will be the end of me.

Well...I found my old soul...the person I was before I was reincarnated from. hahaha!!!