Coming Back

So, I haven't posted in over two years, but I'm feeling the need to write, possibly because I live by myself and have no one to talk to about the happenings of my life. It's interesting the things you feel the need to talk about when you have no one to talk to. For instance, a week and a half ago I started off my morning with the empty tank light coming on in my car. I figured I had enough gas to get me to work and to my chiropractic appointment and then I would stop and get gas on the way home. As I was driving from my appointment, my car started to skip (you know, the feeling when you're about to run out of gas), so I pulled into the next gas station I saw. There was a pretty long line, so I was sitting there idling for a while. Well, as I was sitting there, I ran out of gas. A friendly guy helped to push me next to the pump. As soon as I got out of my car, the attendant from the gas station came out and announced that the station was out of gas. I could not believe it! I told the attendant that I would half to leave my car at the station while I went to get gas. Then I walked about a half a mile to the nearest gas station. The men there were really nice, especially when they heard my story. One of them even asked if I was going to play the lottery that night, since the gas situation seemed so bad that a good thing had to happen and why not try for the lottery. They gave me a little one gallon gas can, and I walked the half mile back to my car at the other station. But the story doesn't end there. Unfortunately the gas can nozzle was not long enough to open the anti-syphon valve I have on my car, so I had to spend over 10 minutes emptying small amounts of gas into the pre-valve area and then pushing the gas can nozzle in far enough to slightly open the valve. It was a wonderful afternoon!