The Fortune

The other night, Taylor & I went out for Chinese food. The main point of Chinese food is that it's a way to get dinner with your horoscope. Here is what my fortune says:

Avoid taking unnecessary gambles.
Lucky Numbers 4, 12, 24, 30, 40, 44

What, were you expecting stock tips or something?

I've been trying to figure out what unnecessary gambles the cookie is trying to warn me about. Here are a few possibilities.

1. Yesterday, I bought a used cat box. This is definitely a gamble. It is a self cleaning catbox (sort of). It runs a fork through the litter after the kitty does its thing. It's name:
TURBO CRAPMASTER 3000

There are two features which may qualify this gamble as "unnecessary". First, the previous owner (Chucky the cat), made it very stinky, which seems to defeat the purpose. Second, Pixel is afraid of it.

I was so hoping to be able to say: "Thank you, Crap master!"

2. This morning I rode the metro to work. A gamble for sure, especially since this is the stop where there was a very impressive accident last week which left one train on top of the other. I guess London's not the only place with double decker public transport now.

At the next station, a nicely dress man came into the train and said in a loud clear voice: "Good morning everybody". He then sang a hymn about Jesus and washing in blood and other ghoulishness. He finished by blessing us all and bidding us good day. As prophet was serenading us, on comes a metro employee with a pile of very large placard signs depicting, "The Terror Alert Levels". The sign shows the colors, what each means, and what to do "if something happens that affects the Metro". I was reading it to see if there are instructions for a drive by hymning. I guess the gay pride rainbow is out now, replaced by the terror alert rainbow. Such is progress.

3. We ordered a new cat tree on the web. I don't know if this is a gamble or not. Scruffy will get back to you on that, as soon as she is done destroying the carpet in the apartment.