Here’s a very vivid childhood memory: about thirty years ago, Â when my family was eating dinner at an Italian restaurant, my sister Amy accidentally spilled an entire glass of Â Coke directly into my mom’s open purse.
I thought of this yesterday, when I was sitting at a cafÃ©Â with a tall paper cup of hot tea on the table in front of me. Â In a stunning act of clumsiness, I somehow managed to knock three-fourths of the contents into my laptop bag.
Here’s what got wet: A library book (eek); a letter from my sons’ dentist office; some spare change; an old bookmark; assorted pens.
Here’s what did not get wet: My computer; my cell phone; my wallet.
With luck like that, I should go buy a lottery ticket.