#169 Enquiring Minds

It must have seemed pretty odd to the little old gray-haired lady behind the counter as I entered the store at 10:00 at night and made a beeline for the tabloids in front of her. Feeling her stare, I perused the aisles to find an excuse to buy something else. I bought a beverage and a pack of gum to soften the embarrassment that I bought a National Enquirer. Besides the typical celebrity gossip, I was lucky enough to buy the issue that featured "The Blue Orb" that was infused with the positive energy of a psychic and was somehow transferred into the ink of every single copy. It's amazing power will bring me good fortune. I'm still waiting.