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We've been having a little electrical trouble at our house, so my wife Alice went to the hardware store, bought a few fuses, and left them in a brown paper bag on a table in the foyer.

My alleged lunch today was supposed to be a roast beef on rye I made the night before, also in a brown paper bag.

Because I work a long way from where I live, and will do ANYTHING to avoid rush hour traffic, the alarm goes off early -- before 6 a.m. early. This doesn't work in terms of a good night's sleep.

I woke from a fitful four plus hours of slumber, showered, made coffee, pulled the sandwich out of the refrigerator, and made my first mistake. I went out to the driveway and the papers (there's a tipoff I'm old).

Stumbled back in, read the box scores and the funnies as I have every day since I learned to read, gulped down the joe, and left, grabbing my lunch. Or rather, grabbing a brown paper bag. As you've doubtless guessed from this lengthy setup, I had a tasty selection of 30 amp fuses for my dining pleasure. I discovered this approximately one-third of the way between Lexington and Ipswich.

If only I'd had the foresight to put a Web cam in my car. This stupid post would be the biggest thing on YouTube right now.

posted by Michael Gee @ 6:35 PM