Bearing Bad Luck

Last Sunday decided to have lunch at an Indian restaurant. It had closed. Each time I start patronizing a restaurant it closes. This is a maledizione since I voted for Mondale. Go to the opera. The conductor is  sick. The soprano is sick. The tenor lasts only one act. The Giants  might be leading by ten points. I turn the TV on. They lose. I  enjoy watching Hung. It is cancelled. I throw my support to Gingrich, he collapses. Someone is reading this blog....