It's my aura of chaos & confusion.

We stopped to fill the car up on the way into the office this morning. It was my turn to do the honors, so I hopped out of the car as soon as we pulled up to the pump... to find that someone had prepaid $20 and left without pumping any gas.

It's like Robin Hood. Only, you know. Stupid.

Being the responsible (and highly paranoid) person I am, I checked around for hidden cameras and then went inside to let them know. The clerk couldn't figure out what in the hell to do with the situation. It was glorious.

Sometimes, the stuff on the Shit That Only Happens To Me list is awesome. I love being the center of other people's chaos and confusion.

Taco's other tree is... rabid?

It would seem that I collect odd trees.

This weekend I noticed that the oak tree in my front yard seemed off somehow. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I thought it might have something to do with the fact that the bottom of the tree was actively fizzing. So I went and googled the symptoms.

It turns out that my oak tree has slime flux. End result? The sap inside the tree is fermenting. This builds up pressure inside the tree, and it fizzes out, looking for all the world like my tree is foaming at the mouth. And the yard smells like cheap ass beer. Or maybe sour wine going to vinegar.

If we have to cut it down, I think I'm going to pay the tree guy extra to act out the ending of Old Yeller.