Consulted the Ancient Order of Fry Cooks and Busboys this evening regarding my future.  They apparantly saw multiple paths for Chuckie.  Kinda like the palm reader years ago who saw my lifeline splitting and taking two paths.  Or maybe a transporter accident that will split Good Chuck from Evil Chuck, and each Chuck will need divine inspiration with his egg rolls.  For the record, Evil Chuck gets the blog – I suspect Good Chuck will make this place even more boring than it already is. 

The first divination in the enchanted vessel was:

Travelling to the south will bring you unexpected happiness [in bed].

Also in the enchanted vessel was the insight that:

Next week, your luck color will be green [in bed].

Time to put the green sheets on the bed?  Or should Evil Chuck be on the lookout for some green-skinned alien heading south?