Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Coffee Is For Closers
I've met God across his long walnut desk
with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind
him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I
cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that
each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake
of special unique specialness? Can't I see
how we're all manifestations of love?
I look at God behind his desk, taking notes
on a pad, but God's got this all wrong.
We are not special. We are not crap or
trash, either. We just are. We just are,
and what happens just happens.
And God says, "No, that's not right."
Yeah. Well. Whatever.
You can't teach God anything.”
--Chuck Palahniuk
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Wanking Bankers
I have been assured by a very knowing nutritionist of my acquaintance in Berkeley that a plump well-basted financial sector mogul is a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled.
--with apologies to Jonathan Swift's "A Modest Proposal"
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Windswept Ducklings
If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.
--Buddhist proverb
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