My Leap Day Time Challenge

I’ll have to admit, the idea did sound intrigueing.  Steal 50 cars in 50 hours?  Sure, I don’t see a problem with that.

But there was a problem, you see.  A very big problem.  The year was 1856 and cars hadn’t been invented yet, let alone incriments of time called ‘hours’.  I had backed myself into a corner again.  Just like that last time when farmer Jebediah bet me that I couldn’t hack into the FBI’s mainframe.

The problem was that I was always looking ahead.  Never gave the past a second thought, let alone the present. I liked to think of myself as “Tomorrow’s Child”.  Like these dirty dishes, for instance.  Why would I do them now when I could do them next month?  And why should I be handling dishes if I am a child?

Foot loose and fancy free, that was my motto.  That sentiment seemed to bode well with my gambling problem.  How many chickens can I fit into a bread box you ask?  Apparently none.  Chickens are pretty squirmy.  You can fit one dead fish in there though.  And one loaf of bread.  That bet cost me a fish, a loaf of bread, a bread box and a second loaf of bread.

Kay Sera, Sera.  So just go ahead and challenge me.  I dare you.  I haven’t lost a bet since the last time.