Written in my journal while enjoying a pint at The Twisted Hop in Christchurch. A little different entry today, but nonetheless fitting:
Wild night in Christchurch...something about horse races and everyone dressed up like they are going to a wedding. "cup day?" Today I must start writing down my random philosophies on life, says Liza. So this is the start of that.
1. Setting: Indian Restaurant in Duluth, MN with Henry McKenna, while listening and pondering the bad background music.
Philosophy: I think Indian restaurants need to play bad indian music all the time because otherwise they would become bored of the good Indian music.
2. Setting: At an Indian Restaurant with Liza in Sumner, NZ eating a very mildly spiced meal in which Liza is desperately attempting to add more chilli powder out of the shaker we were given upon request.
Philosophy: Maybe the reason all NZ food lacks any sort of spice is because all the holes in the spice dispensers are too small and it would take far too long to properly spice the food.
3. Setting: Currently enjoying a pint, theorizing on my theories...
Philosophy: Clearly there is a correlation between my eating Indian food and solving previously unanswerable questions about the world. Thus more should be consumed to solve all the world's upcoming dilemnas such as "who will save the world from 2012?"
....Just thinking about indian food and instantly! IDEA! we need to skip 2012 like appartment buildings skip the 13th floor and deftly call it, "the 14th floor". We must quickly arrange the year 2012 to be called either 2013 or 2014 if you are superstitious. Thus, nostrasdamus' prediction could not possibly come true.
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I fear that replying to this entry will only highlight my lack of understanding of philosophy but here goes...
ReplyDeleteSetting - Kitchen at dusk, Ridgefield CT with two cats who quite frankly don't care for me one bit...pondering how to cook turkey tacos for kids in absence of any real knowledge of how to cook turkey tacos.
Philosophy - Hungry kids will eat anything cooked by dad when dreams of post dinner ice cream dance in their heads...I forgot to mention that Mom is at Library for night studing hard!
Additional bits of philosophical wisdom...
- the number, volume and weight of leaves that land in ones yard are are inversely proportional to the energy you possess that day to rake and gather aforementioend leaves...the same goes for laundry! Perhaps pending events of 2012 will solve this dilemna?
- coffee is rarely spilled on a freshly pressed and laundered white shirt when you are leisurely driving to the train for work in no particular hurry but coffee is actually physically attracted to same shirt when you happen to be late and stressed about a pending meeting. Simple solution might be to ... drink water.
- Time spent drinking beer and eating indian food in New Zealand with a friend philosophizing about life is time well spent and time envied by all who love and miss you. Continue to keep us informed...please!
Cheers...\Nick
Setting: in the Prius with Dad driving to Arthur Ave. to have dinner
ReplyDeletewith the Macs & McKennas after just reading your latest blog entry
to Dad.
Philosophy:
Mom: Eating Italian food with friends is good for the soul!
Dad: Peter wrote his blog after consuming more than one pint!
Can't wait to see you! Miss and love you! XO, mom
Setting: In the kitchen with mom and dad, me laying on the couch being useless and sick
ReplyDeletePhilosophy: Mocking mom and dad because of their lame and truly not funny response is way more productive than working on this English paper
Avery is hilarious! Love, your lame mom :-))
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