When it Rains it Pours?
Broken lines broken strings
Broken threads broken springs
Broken idols
broken heads
People sleeping in broken beds
Ain’t no use jiving
Ain’t no use joking
Everything is broken.–Bob Dylan, “Everything is Broken” lyrics
I thought the saying was that things break in groups of three.
In the Kaplan household, that was barely half a morning’s worth the other day.
Three . . . Squared
The list of casualties in just the last week include:
–dead car battery
–broken garage door sensor
–broken glasses (daughter, age 6; courtesy of son, age 8)
–broken vacuum
–dead cell phone (wife)
–broken cell phone clip (husband)
–broken coat zipper (daughter)
–broken belt buckle
–clogged master bathroom sink
–broken gas fireplace mechanism
–broken gas fireplace mechanism
Detect a theme?
We Kaplans may not make money on all-you-can-eat buffets, but we definitely come out ahead on home warranties and AAA.
P.S.: everything I know about cars, I owe to Saab: I learned the name and function of literally dozens of parts as they broke and needed replacing.
