This Teapot

which you can view here. About a week ago I was on the phone, talking about a particularly trying day I'd had. As I was describing my exhaustion and its discombobulating effects (locked myself out of my car, couldn't find my car, couldn't remember a student's name, etc.) I knocked my beloved black Cambria-made teapot to the ground and watched it shatter. "My karma is *%#&ed" I noted, and immediately resolved to replace it (the teapot) quickly and save my mourning energy for more urgent matters. Thus was the turning-ball purchased, and so far, so good.