It pretty much started out as a normal unemployment day, I was calling recruiters, and just before I was about to make myself lunch, I get a frantic call from my daughter, Natalie.

Camp had ended early, noon instead of 2:00 pm, because they are having an afternoon/evening outing, so I had to rush out to pick her up, which I did.

Unfortunately, in the rush, I did not look at the gas gauge, and on I-795, I ran out of gas, and I called Sharon^* to pick up the Jerry can from the shed that I use to fuel the lawn mower.

So I spent an hour on the shoulder, in the sun, having had nothing to eat or drink since I woke up.

I still don’t think that my blood sugar or electrolytes have recovered, so I’m not posting any more today.

I’d be even more incoherent than usual, which is saying something.

^*Love of my life, light of the cosmos, she who must be obeyed, my wife.