My father has recently shared a story with me about being a new parent. He recalled driving home from work some thirty plus (many pluses, but that's not the point of this story now is it?) years ago and thinking to himself, "Things are going really well right now, but that could change any minute, I'm not going to get to caught up in it." I have no idea if things went bad soon after or if his tide of good fortune continued however; I now have a definite appreciation for his statement. Let me preface this story with the acknowledgement that given the state of the world, and the horrible conditions of Haiti, I know this is not anything to be truly concerned about.