If "All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:"
Then why in real life do most people stay home and watch television as the life they wished they lived plays out before them on the stage? Why do we live vicariously through television and movies? You never see a person in the movies or television watching tv or spending a night alone in their apartment doing laundry, cleaning, and paying bills. I wonder.
Friday, August 25, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
How Appropriate...
Tonight as I am sitting down enjoying an incredible chinese dinner and a bottle (okay maybe 2) of wine, it occurs to us that I have incredibly bad karma. This is summarized at the end of the meal when the fortune cookies arrive. Like packs of wolves the group pounces on the fortune cookies to have each random grasp reveal the fortune of choice. Everyone else at the table received fortunes proffering prosperity and wealth of epic proportions. One even said that the person would live a lifetime of good fortune and happiness.
Then it comes time for me to unveil my fortune. Carefully I open the wrapper as if it were a precious gift from God... only to crack the fortune open with a resounding firecracker crack. Low and behold there is no fortune to be had. I am officially fortuneless. If only I had known to stop there things might have been recoverable. But no, I persist like in life onward and upward. The waiter is now officially scared of me as I reveal my bad fortune and luck. I feel like I am unveiling the Mona Lisa to the world and am stipped naked for the world to judge. The waiter brings back a huge sampling of fortunes for me, one even including two fortunes in the same self-contained package. A glimmer of hope arises as I feel my spirits rise and optomism return. Maybe I am not doomed afterall. Then it happens. In order, I open the 4 remaining fortunes desperately searching for some redemption... this is what they said:
"You will soon receive an unusual proposition"
"Someone is interested in you. Keep your eyes open."
"You will touch the hearts of many."
"Be patient. Good things will come to those who wait."
For anyone who knows me and my luck in this lifetime, you will recognize the amazing irony of these statements and come to the same conclusion that my friends and I came to... Karma really is a bitch.
Then it comes time for me to unveil my fortune. Carefully I open the wrapper as if it were a precious gift from God... only to crack the fortune open with a resounding firecracker crack. Low and behold there is no fortune to be had. I am officially fortuneless. If only I had known to stop there things might have been recoverable. But no, I persist like in life onward and upward. The waiter is now officially scared of me as I reveal my bad fortune and luck. I feel like I am unveiling the Mona Lisa to the world and am stipped naked for the world to judge. The waiter brings back a huge sampling of fortunes for me, one even including two fortunes in the same self-contained package. A glimmer of hope arises as I feel my spirits rise and optomism return. Maybe I am not doomed afterall. Then it happens. In order, I open the 4 remaining fortunes desperately searching for some redemption... this is what they said:
"You will soon receive an unusual proposition"
"Someone is interested in you. Keep your eyes open."
"You will touch the hearts of many."
"Be patient. Good things will come to those who wait."
For anyone who knows me and my luck in this lifetime, you will recognize the amazing irony of these statements and come to the same conclusion that my friends and I came to... Karma really is a bitch.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Downward Spiral
A little over a week ago, I was in a hotel room working with a view overlooking Windsor Castle and the English countryside. My new office looks out to the door to the men's restroom where I get to watch people coming to and going from the restroom all day long. That about sums up my existance here in Austin.
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