"I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves." Ludwig Wittgenstein

Monday, November 30, 2009

Nearly in the Chips

Lola was standing at her kitchen sink, staring vacantly out the window, and eating chocolate chip cookies from a large bag. At first, Richard barely noticed as she dipped into the bag and pulled a cookie out, but then, as he watched her successive movements, he gradually became aware that she was separating the chips from the host cookie, and only eating the chips.

“Lola, you’re just eating the chips. Why aren’t you eating the cookie?”

Lola looked at Richard, and gave him a look that nearly shouted, You dunce, if you separate the chips from the cookie, they have no calories?

Instead, Lola said, “Richard honey, can you please pass me the milk?”

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