Every now and then a series of events occur together in ways that make me think there is some astrological influence or weird mélange of influence creating funky patterns.  For me, I am having difficulty with sharp objects at the moment.  On Friday night, I cut one finger and gouged another while picking up some pieces of broken glass.  On Saturday morning, I sliced yet another finger while cutting grapes into bunches with  kitchen shears.  This morning, I sliced a knuckle with a paper cut.  That’s three – I should be done now, right?