...a broken dye glove (that you don't notice is broken until after you have plunged it into a vat of black dye and now look as though you have the bubonic plague)
...a cardboard paper cut that you got while outside and shouted obscenities at the exact moment a lovely elderly couple saunters by on a serene walk (the gentleman gave me a "shame on you look")
...a westie who has eaten dinner but gladly eats a second when his sister does not realize he has already been served (it ended badly, let's just leave it at that)
...shooting another instructional video for thermofax screens, feeling rather good about it and then realizing on the playback that you did not actually aim for the camera and much of the important bits are out of the camera's view (and said video cannot be re-shot until the bubonic looking plague hand is dealt with)
...becoming spoiled by the auto save feature on my website software and forgetting to save what I was working on in my writing program
...being daring and walking out to the mailbox at the end of the driveway barefoot - on blacktop - on an eighty degree day - choosing to hop onto the grass and stepping in mud...only it wasn't mud at all
...chasing a moth around the house with my sandal like I'm some kind of inept commando force with the westie running behind me barking and nipping my ankles until I accidentally run into a wall because I'm too busy looking up instead of forward
...got all geeky and stupid when I realized that Scream 4 was filming in my little town this afternoon. Of course, that was after I asked the police officer why the park was decorated for Halloween already.
This all happened today. I checked to see if there was a full moon. There wasn't one. Which means its just me. I think I'd rather blame the moon...