Superstitious?
I never leave on a trip on a Friday, not even to drive 150 miles to an ATM. The last time I got smartassed about this, the toad blew the radiator fan motor and I got gnus for some folks, a MoPar K car cannot drive on the level with no wind, and no load without coolant temperature climbing to 250+F. The faster you go the more it overheats. And this happened with old original stuff and new everything including radiator, water pump, hoses, thermostat you name it. And my IR thermometer agreed with the dash gauge.
As Georgie Patton was quoted "I'd rather have a lucky commander than a smart commander"
To wit: Waiting in line at Harrah's casino in Lake Tahoe to see Sonny & Cher's last performance I got a little lit on V.O. & Water. All the sucker games were lined up on the wall opposite the line. I reached into my parka pocket, fondled a white chip then went to the idiot grade wheel of fortune. I placed the chip on forty-to-one. Round and round the wheel spun. A know-it-all friend kept muttering "Fool".
You guessed it. The wheel landed on 40-1. The girl told another girl at the game alongside to go get the floor manager. He came, then went to a house phone. Dialing upstairs to verify with the snoop crew?
What a fool I was. The white chip was a hundred dollar chip. Yep, they counted out forty one hundred dollar white chips.
"I don't believe this!" My friend shouted. "You are unconscious!"
The date was Friday the thirteenth.
On the way out, the ice was slick and I landed hard, flat on my back. I spent the next week in bed. Go Figure...
I do not pooh-pooh luck, it has nothing to lose.
