Last night, "O" ring #20 failed. Snapped without a sound.   Unlike those infamous "O" rings from the Challenger disaster, when this one failed, no one died.  Well, maybe no one died. Or maybe someone did.   In 1988, I'd been dumped by a man I'd lived with for five years. In response, my mother … Continue reading On “O” Rings, Dumping, and Speeding