Blatherings of a Wedding Crasher Cursed Woman

So, the other night, I went to see Wedding Crashers. About halfway in, the movie projector died. It stopped right at the scene where VV and OW were going hunting. Then, as I started driving home at about 9 pm, the car died. Either I was cursed or an alien implanted a computer chip in me so that I can unknowingly let technical machines die.

Thankfully, a kind County Sheriff's Deputy stopped to wait with me. Thank you kind policeman officer! Come to find out I ran out of gas - and no not because I wasn't paying attention - something is wrong with the gas gauge.