Tuesday, January 02, 2007

New year, old problems


In the early morning hours of New Year's Day, I was staying at my dad's house, laying awake, watching the sun rise, and composing a short speech. Here's the gist of the speech, which I delivered to my dad over coffee:

This morning, I laid awake, watching the sun rise and composing a short speech, and here goes: In our live, all of us must learn a very painful lesson, namely that there is no occurrence, no sequence of events, that is so awful that God does not let it happen. If we are fortunate, God allows these things to happen to us while we are with people whom we love. It is in this spirit that I report the following:

Last night, I knocked over my urinal and spilled a generous quantity of urine on the carpeted floor of the room where your 13-year-old daughter usually sleeps.

Other than that, my Xmas vacation was okay.

3 comments:

mdmhvonpa said...

Horrible accident indeed! Upshot is that it spilled on the carpet rather than the bed.

Charles-A. Rovira said...

No sense crying over spilt, uh, milk, I guess.

I hope you had a merry merry and are off to a happy happy :-)

May the coming year bring you peace, joy and health (and some recovery.)

-Charles-A.

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