A couple is having breakfast when they hear on the radio that there is going to be a 2-3 inch snowfall and that they have to park their car on the "even" side of the street for snow removal. The wife grabs the car
keys and moves the car to the opposite side of the block.
The next day at breakfast they hear that 4-5 inches of snow are expected and parking will be on the odd-numbered side of the street. Again the wife moves the car.
The day after that, they hear that a whopper of a snowstorm is expected, with 6-10 inches of snow set to fall, and that people should park on -- All of a sudden, the radio goes dead.
The wife looks at her husband and in near hysterics and says, "What on earth should we do now?"
Without looking up from his coffee, he answers, "Maybe you should just leave the car in the garage."
I have always known that I would take this road, but yesterday I did not know that it would be today ...
Ariwara no Narihira
Fifty years ago the B. F. Goodrich Company, the American corporation known for its automobile tires, thought it was really on to something. Its engineers came up with the prototype of an atomic golf ball. The ball, with a radioactive core, would be easy to locate with a Geiger counter if hit into the rough. But the company abandoned the invention as unworkable.