I have to laugh at this one ... I really didn't even know it was the 13th. We have a tradition of doing "happy hour" on Fridays, and most of our friends met us at our favorite watering hole. As far as I know, nothing bad happened. I'm a little sore ... because I worked out more than usual last week. I guess we're just not superstitious enough. On the other hand, I am superstitious about February. I hate and dread it. Almost everything negative that has happened to me, happened in February. Oh, dear.