Ever wonder what makes for a lucky break? For some it could mean getting through the day without being stuck by lightning, a car, or a typo that puts you on a Homeland Security watchlist. I used to curse my misfortune every time I hit a red light, but remind myself of the irony should outbursts like that accelerate a fatal heart condition which had until now gone undetected. Farbeit for the world to have been programmed so unimaginatively that human beings are endowed with so much luck which either manifests in one fell swoop like a lottery win or is expended in microscopic portions over the course of seventy-odd years, but my victory today is certainly demonstrative of the latter; the Guest Services lady at Target was persuaded that my 4-pack of Boxer Briefs, from the description alone, qualified for the advertised sale price, though from a look at the thicker Fruit of the Loom waistband, they were clearly of the more expensive (by $1.61, yet) variety!