Too much to REALLY worry about in the world, without worrying about nonsense.

I decided long ago to toss of that kind of insane mental baggage. I walk under ladders, open umbrellas inside if they need to dry, pet black cats that cross my path, avoid tossing salt over my shoulder and even smash old mirrors with a hammer in a box, so I can safely throw the glass away in small chunks. I don't avoid stepping on cracks and amazingly, have been pretty darned blessed in life, and my mom's back is FINE. Oh...last time I checked, every major religion says it is a SIN to believe in superstition, so there you go. Piss off the superstition zombies or the guardian angels. Ha, ha. Just in case, I am going with the angels.