At first, this story reminded me of the quote by Blaise Pascal: “The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.”
Then I got to thinking and remembered another Blaise Pascal quote that fitted this story even more: “If you are short, bald and ripped and decide to jack a chicken joint, chances are some fat broad will dig your shit, yo”.
That Blaise Pascal, man, was he ever down wit it. Know what I’m sayin’?
In these days of the nanny state, when so many people seem to need a government program involved in wiping their own asses, it’s nice to see people show a bit of initiative. Item the first:
Prosecutors said 44-year-old Rajini Narayan confessed to neighbors that she set her husband on fire on Dec. 8, 2008, after she saw him hug another woman.
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A 9 year old boy that wrote a dating book called How to Talk to Girls, and had it sell at his schools book fair for $3, had his book released nationwide last week. Alec Greven may be younger than most of those spots you have on your hands, but the kid is actually pretty tuned in when it comes to the opposite sex:
The fourth-grader from Castle Rock, Colo., advises Lothario wannabes to stop showing off, go easy on the compliments to avoid looking desperate – and be wary of “pretty girls.”
“It is easy to spot pretty girls because they have big earrings, fancy dresses and all the jewelry,” he writes in Chapter Three.
“Pretty girls are like cars that need a lot of oil.”
He advises, “The best choice for most boys is a regular girl. Remember, some pretty girls are coldhearted when it comes to boys. Don’t let them get to you.”
Considering that when I was Alec’s age, my advice for getting girls included, “putting a Frog down her shirt”, and “punch her in the shoulder”, this kid is light years ahead of the grade.
Alec has a bright future ahead of him. He’s going to be a best-selling author soon, he’ll have tons of cash, and he kind of looks like that Macaulay Culkin fella. 15 years from now, he’ll be married, have a McHouse, a couple Ferrari’s and zillions in cash. 17 years from now he’ll be divorced and penniless, living in a dumpster, driving a moped, while his wife is bumping uglies with his ex gardener. Oh Alec, where did you go wrong? You should have listened to your own advice.
