You know....I HAVE to get out more often. Here's why. Jumped in my car to go on my daily track run and smelled sumthing fowl almost burning like when I started my engine. Okay. Panic time. Cuz I am not a CAR person...who know the kind to look under the hood regularly, changed the oil myself...someone who can surmise what's wrong with it when it sounds funny...you know that sort of stuff. I am NOT her. So. I panicked. Call myself looking under the hood...for what? I still don't know. Then finally I ran on the track and found a couple of my track buddies....and ask what they thought. Well....one homie said he smell skunk. SKUNK? GTFOH!!! I have NEVER SMELLED the aroma of skunk in my entire life. He said it probably peed somewhere around my car. I was dumbfounded. So you know what that means? Those family camping trips were very close to home. I am totally EMBARASSED!!!!!!! [So I am going back under my little shell...planning on my next vacation outside and aboard....maybe somewhere in Africa sounds befitting at this moment....] What can I say? But!