A bonus entry, bookies. How absent-minded can your favorite bookseller be? Pretty danged absent-minded.

So, I get in my neat little new-to-me car to go get some medicine for one of our dogs, she’s very sick and this might make her more comfortable. I was trying to think of all the stuff I had to do today, put the key in the ignition and…and…and nothing. It was the wrong key.

Yes, it was stuck. I tried everything, it wouldn’t come out. After waiting for the locksmith, he got it out in about three seconds using pliers and a screw driver. Whew! I had visions of tow charges and hundreds of dollars in repairs. I got lucky.