Tuesday, August 21, 2001

One of my Uncle Dick's, Sir Dick the Great and Godlike as he liked to be called, favorite sayings was "If you can't have at least a giggle a day, then it isn't much of a day." He was a little bizzare like that, but if you think about it, it's really sound advise. I really wish I had picked up more from him while I had the chance, because I think the two of us have amazingly similar philosophies. I was talking with Mom just before I moved out and she asked me what my goal in life was so far. And my answer to her was that I wanted to be able to look back on every week at the end of it and say that I did something fun that week. Or maybe even just something spontaneous. I would like to be able to surprise myself all of my life. To see a pretty girl and just go and kiss her cheek. To glimpse an elderly man and go talk to him for no reason. To walk out of my way and jump some fences because I've never been there before.

Because when it comes down to it. What good is a life wasted on making a living. You have a job in buisness because there is money in buisness. You have a condo or a house because you need somewhere to live. You drive a BMW because you can afford one. And then you retire and realize that you worked your whole life and didn't enjoy a damn minute of it. And for those of you who haven't gotten an answer yet; THAT is why I'm majoring in religion. Because I enjoy it. Because I don't really give a flying flip whether I have a million dollars or not.

Now I realize that completely living for the moment and not, say, studying or going to class, or working and having a career, is going to lead nowhere fast. But that doesn't mean that you can't find time for a giggle a day, maybe more.