...the pain of life is almost unbearable. It is, in fact, so exquisitely painful that one wonders if this is the way in which we slide off the existential plane. Into what? Nothingness? Ha. That would be far too easy.
No, the pain is to ensure we never rise above whatever dubious 'station' we hold in life. Generations of noble or heroic individuals generate their own kind. Some of us, even those who had monied ancestors, even parents, but were devalued before birth and continuously afterwards, had no chance at a life even remotely free from constant burden and bullying. It is a sad commentary on life that those with the most compassion often experience the most agony.
Not that I'd know, of course.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Protect the Coke bottles!
A friend sent me a photo from England today. He found it hilarious and figured I would see its twisted ridiculosity (that's right, I said it; Grammar Police be damned).
It was of a cooler containing regular, been around for yonks, Coke, beside Coke Zero or whatever it's called. You know, the one with no sugar, no carbs, no value of any sort.
The bottles of regular sugar-loaded goodness were all capped with the kind of protection devices that you see on expensive clothing in stores. Really? It needs that much security.
Weirdest thing - both types were priced the same. A euro plus thirty nine steps (no, that's a spy story), whatever euro cents are.
Conclusion: The old style is stolen more frequently but is no more valuable than the useless one. Huh.
It was of a cooler containing regular, been around for yonks, Coke, beside Coke Zero or whatever it's called. You know, the one with no sugar, no carbs, no value of any sort.
The bottles of regular sugar-loaded goodness were all capped with the kind of protection devices that you see on expensive clothing in stores. Really? It needs that much security.
Weirdest thing - both types were priced the same. A euro plus thirty nine steps (no, that's a spy story), whatever euro cents are.
Conclusion: The old style is stolen more frequently but is no more valuable than the useless one. Huh.
Friday, September 07, 2012
The Opposite of Fun
Talked to a wise friend yesterday. She asked me if I was having fun. As I've just had major dental surgery and am living in a powder keg situation on top of that, I said (with no reservations whatsoever), 'No'. In fact, I told her that I was having the diametric opposite of fun and possibly living in an alternate universe where fun does not exist.
Her response: 'So you're having ''nuf'. Pure brilliance, which accidental remarks so often are.
Laughing through my considerable pain, I replied, 'I've definitely had 'nuf. And it's true.
Her response: 'So you're having ''nuf'. Pure brilliance, which accidental remarks so often are.
Laughing through my considerable pain, I replied, 'I've definitely had 'nuf. And it's true.
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