Last night, I noticed that although Rube Goldberg’s descendants never claimed me as a relative, maybe I should claim them. This insight came to me after I accidentally smeared a bunch of goat milk body lotion on my favorite chair from  my heels, which were in bad need of lotion because of a sinus infection that led me to take a lot of decongestant, which tends to dry out the whole body. Luckily, because my yoga pant leg was soaked — thanks to dropping and breaking a 5-gallon