Fed's Blog

Thank you for setting me straight on my path, OP. I only hope that God will forgive me for my wickedness.

There was once a man who always wanted the things that he could not have. He would travel from one town to the next looking to obtain something that could not possibly exist. He would ponder to himself what he wanted as he rode and would get down from his horse once he got there and ask the people in the town, "Could you give me a city made of gold?" or "Would you obtain for me everlasting youth?" Every time he would ask for such an absurd gift he would be told that such a thing could not be acquired.

One day, he came to a town that was very small and had no more than a hundred people. He went into the town's saloon and sat down at the bar. When the bartender came over he asked, "Could you please give me a pint of blue ale?"

"That'll be three dollars", replied the bartender.

The man's jaw dropped like a fish that had just stopped struggling for a breath. "Err... Umm.. I.. uhhh... O-o-ok."

The bartender brought him the ale and he drank it quickly finding it full bodied and smooth. The man then sat there looking around not knowing what to do.

"I imagine you didn't expect me to have that, eh? What, with it being impossible and all."

The man sat there with a bewildered look on his face simply dumbfounded by the words he was hearing. "So", said the bartender, "are you satisfied?"

"Actually I'd like one more, if it isn't too much trouble."

The bartender, seeing any chance at the story having any philosophical meaning die a slow and painful death, shrugged and poured him another.

The moral of the story is as follows:
Protect and cherish whatever you own and steal whatever you don't.




And, as if you really gave a damn...

The mystery you wade through called life intrigues me, Feddy Bear.

And I can SO justify calling you that, now that I know you listen to - not only Michel Buble - but Dido and Alanis as well.

If I were so desperate for compliments that I put a list of anything that spoke of me in even a remotely positive light in my sig, what you just said would go there.

The mystery you wade through called life intrigues me, Feddy Bear.

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And I do have a weakness for a woman's voice.