dumb luck

I'm beginning to feel a little like the Martin Short character Pure Luck, he of the sit-on-the-single-broken-chair-in-a-room and habitually-lost-and-smashed-luggage. I had a rental car for 5 days in PE and now for 24 hours at home. In those 144 hours I've had: one flat tire at dusk on a sketchy road, one break in, one speeding ticket, and now, one rear window explosion. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.