And no, it’s not the type of gassy situation you would usually associate with me…

While I was filling up my gas tank tonight, I thought it was just about finished and so I eased up on pump and it just flew out of my tank. I had that little lever pushed and so when it came out, it spewed all over. A good 25¢ worth, I’m sure. It was pretty embarrassing and I got gas all over my shoes and jeans. Pixie has been sniffing them wondering where I got the awful smell from.

On a side note, I remember being a kid and liking the smell of gasoline while it was being pumped. I was always amazed by that misty fuel fog that looked resembled a scene from a movie.