It is always important, I think, to remember the little things that make life worth living. For me, it's the feel of really nice socks (such as an angora blend sock), or perhaps finding a really cool pair of shoes on sale and it's in my size (doesn't life get better than that? Or perhaps fireflies blinking away at night. It's the little things that add up to the larger happiness and joy.
I like to eat. Sometimes, I go to places where I get a fortune cookie at the end of the meal, so this is a collection of the fortunes that I have saved (and not lost), as well as some of the fortunes that my dinner companions discarded at the end of our meals together.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Greed?
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Watch out, cowardly lion!
For whatever reason, I thought it apt to use my winged monkey sculpture with this fortune.
And, if you think about it, the choices that we make are ones that tend to be brave. I think the only cowardly decision one can make is to abstain from making one--and letting others or other circumstances decide what happens next. It could be that the scariest thing is the result of that decision, but sometimes, when you make a choice--it could lead to better things--sometimes worse things (if you're going to be a pessimist). But in the immortal words of Robert Frost:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Romance
That's good to know. Like, what kind of success? A kiss? A nice dinner? Some jewelry, perhaps?
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Friday, August 8, 2008
Q & A
Question: Did a philosophy professor write this? Do they hire philosophy majors and professors to work at fortune cookie writing companies? Why is my fortune so esoteric? Are those numbers really that lucky?
And is anyone else disturbed by the fact that answers now have the ability to ask questions?
Friday, August 1, 2008
Glamor?
It's sad to say that I have a hard time with this, because I keep wanting to say the word "glamor" is spelled wrong (indeed, I had to look it up online just to be sure). Thanks a lot, Glamour magazine.
I don't mind glamor (glamour) though. Or excitement.
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