My New Quija Board

I think filling the car up with gas is akin to taking out the garbage - nobody likes to do it. We have 2 cars in the driveway and no matter which one I get into, the gauge leans towards empty. It's been such a common occurrence I twitch when turning the ignition key.

Wake up with the sunrise, say my morning prayers, eat a bowl of Cheerios, brush my teeth, shine the shoes, straighten the tie, grab a cup of coffee and walk out the front door to a choir of songbirds. Unlock the car door, hop in, turn the key and then...the gas gauge flashes a bright yellow light in my eyes to remind me I'm devoid of content.

Okay, so maybe I'm too superstitious and it really just means I need to give myself another 15 minutes head start in the morning and pick up my coffee at the Shell station. Yeah, that's it. An inanimate object can't pass judgement on a person, can it? Hal?

Just to be sure, I'm going to begin checking the gauge at the end of the day.

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