Thursday, August 20, 2009

This Is So Me


Kind of.






tanita davis said...

Okay, I am just totally showing MY lack of inner Zen in not seeing any lesson in that but the joke either.

I mean, I guess we're supposed to be willing to let go when we die, but the dude just wanted a cookie... where there's life, there should be chocolate, is what I say!

Yeah. Family stacked like cordwood. That's pretty much how it's going for me, too. Thanks for the smile, even if I feel more wry and realistic than transcendentalist.

gail said...

I think the nonhumor point of the story is that attachment leads to suffering and this poor guy was totally attached to the cookies as some kind of romantic symbol for his relationship with his wife or something. Though why would it be wrong for him to enjoy that delusion in his final hours? Why would the attachment cause suffering? Maybe I don't get it.

Today I had to make an unexpected trip to some elderly relatives to help them out with something. When we were through, I picked us up some takeout for lunch and included chocolate chip cookies. Mine was a huge disappointment, and they didn't even eat theirs.