Okay, this gas price thing is really gettin' to me (just had to throw that in - notta thing to do with the story). So anyway, I went to the grocery store and dropped my kids of at the high school for an evening play - all on an empty tank of gas. I'm tellin' ya - the needle was on or below the E the whole time. So I think in all my wisdom, "I'd really better stop and get some gas." With a twenty dollar bill, I raced into Diamond Shamrock and immediately got side-tracked by the king-sized Almond Joy and the new $10 scratch off lotto ticket. "I only need $5.00 worth of gas," I think to myself, "I mean, it was on E most of the time and I haven't treated myself to a lotto ticket in over 6 months. And even if I don't win, I'll get more for my money with this lotto ticket than in my gas tank." So I made my purchases and got on my merrily way. When I got home, I unloaded the groceries and cooked dinner before the kids called to be picked up. The phone rang and it is time to jump back in the car one last time for the day. As I'm driving out of the driveway, I notice that the needle is now way below E. "Humph!....I knew I'd get more for money from the lotto ticket!" Then...slowly but surely...as if suddenly my brain stem re-attached....I realize.......I never pumped the gas.
So this is what I did:

















(The laughing was just me being delirious.)
Epilogue: I made it back to the gas station on fumes and prayers - I litterally rolled into the station, cashed in my lotto ticket (I won $15! Yepee!
