I've never gotten totally into "The Simpsons." I suppose it just hasn't captured my attention enough to bring about a long-term commitment, something that can be said about many things. But I gotta tell you, that one little word—Doh! Never has so much meaning been stuffed into three letters. They carry all the weight of the realization that you should have known better, you should have seen it coming, but damned if you didn’t go ahead and do it anyway. And so it is that, even though I clearly saw where my gas gauge was sitting, and even though I clearly heard the news story on the radio reporting that more drivers have been running out of gas during the recent spike in prices (17 percent more, to be exact; Click Here), I went and ran out of gas anyway. I could try to run through an explanatory spiel, but that one little word, Doh!, says it better than I ever could. Hey, at least I’m not one of the people running out of gas on purpose to get a couple free gallons off the tow truck driver (Click Here). Yet.