This morning it was time for a Wal-mart run, this was based on the on-hand count of Dr. Pepper which had reached zero, totally unacceptable. After doing the shopping and storing the groceries I opened the Dr. Pepper 24 pack and loaded the refrigerator with the first 6 cans and set the other 18 cans and its box on the stove. The one thing I didn't do is set the box facing the wall and off I went for the return trip to Cedar Lake RV Park. I hadn't even left Wal-Marts parking lot when I heard a loud bang behind me. Having no place to pull over I drove the three miles back to the park before assessing the source of the noise. Much to my consternation one of the cans had rolled off the stove and in a one in a million shot landed square on it's bottom at such a force that it turned that one can into a miniature Mount Vesuvius, shooting brown liquid in a ten foot radius and managing to even put spots on the ceiling. Needless to say the next two hours have been spent in damage control, but finding the positive side we now have things cleaned that were probably past due any way.
The rest of the day will be devoted trying to locate additional wayward drops of Dr. Pepper and adding 'stow Dr. Pepper' to the pre-travel checklist. All this will better help me to enjoy the good life.