I have broken Murphy's Law.

Or perhaps even the very laws of nature. How so? I spilled coffee on myself this morning and it did not land on my crotch - just a few drops on my knee and shoe. This, I believe, would be equivalent to dropped toast landing butter-side-up or a cat falling flat on it's back.

Which reminds me of proposed design for a prepetual-motion device I once heard about: strapping a peice of toast, butter side up, to the back of a cat and flinging them into the air. In theory the cat/toast device should hover a few inches of the ground, spinning indefinitely with no loss of rotational velocity or gravitational potential.