Catastrophic break line rupture, tow truck, enforced picnic in the grass, auto repair bills

the lesson for the week is that i am, at best, half smart, and entirely foolish. i keep scanning the horizon, for things to look about, so that that terrible day will never come, but when it creeps around the corner, i practically invite the thing into my kitchen for orange juice and donuts. stopping a car is pretty damned important, something i should have learned from the internet, and i guess things could be a lot worse right now. there is a part of me that wants to be charmed, to have bad things never happen, even when probability dictates that a seventeen year old car is going to break down in spectacular ways. i guess i am a little attached to certain aspects of my life right now, the picnics, the park, but things change and things happen. still, it gnaws at me, a game i am loosing, against the giants i owe money to. last year, i could say that things are tough all over, and we are weathering this storm pretty damned well, but the storm is ending, and the giants who caused it have grown even stronger. when will it be time for MY donuts?