#45.....and now Flora, on Murphy's Law

~~okay, so i dont know what a hoopy is, but i do remember wing windows on cars. and i suspect there are a few of us who know how to "pop the clutch" -  and can really appreciate, when successful, what that means. 

i do remember breaking and entering my own baby blue, `64 Biscayne chevy with a hanger when i was 16. (and no, the car was already a classic when I got it) and yes, it was a thrill to be a criminal for a moment, and stare down passerby's looks with a glare like..."I meant to do that."

It is the same when the buttered toast lands unbuttered side down, and you kiss the dirt off to God, and are thankful that you don't have to now wipe up a greasy spot on the newly cleaned kitchen floor.  Or the spot on your new shirt that you thought was a bleach stain, but turned out to be your left-over dribbling of dried toothpaste from brushing your teeth earlier that morning; or finding the five dollars you just gave your son on the driveway for bus fare after he calls you minutes later for a ride, because he missed the bus...

So, some days we are in fact, Gods, able to turn the tides of fate with simple tools like a hanger, or a knee, or phone call. 

.....I say, never underestimate the power of (we) mere mortals.