September 24th, 2004
|03:34 pm - Abbracadabra, alakazam!|
If magic is the art of bending reality to fit your will, I declare myself a master magician.
I just made a chocolate cake appear out of nowhere. I was just thinking, "Damn, I don't have the cash to get anything to eat, but I'm hungry."
And then the cake magically appeared at the front desk.
Well, actually, it came from the office next door, but does that mean that I didn't cause it to be the guy's birthday? I don't think so.
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: "Truckstop Salvation", -JB
Ooh. I need some of that magic!
You, Sir lack finese....
"Ala peanut butter and jelly sandwiches" *with a flourish of the wand* and poof....there you have it...
Good work, just think, you caused that guy to be born. And now he's achieved his life's only purpose. Good for him.
|Date:||September 24th, 2004 02:09 pm (UTC)|| |
A lesser magician would have scheduled the chocolate cake to arrive on his birthday. You however, cleverly avoided that simple event, and made the cake arrive when you were hungry for cake.
This evening I will be attending the International Festival and magically converting U.S. money into exotic foods.
|Date:||September 24th, 2004 02:38 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Cake episode
By the way, Thank you much for the book. I received it last night, and it has already come in handy :)
|Date:||September 24th, 2004 07:13 pm (UTC)|| |
Excellent. I will expect to read amazingly insightful discourse on the text amongst your journal pages.
|Date:||September 24th, 2004 03:23 pm (UTC)|| |
And that's exactly why the skeptics will never understand magic. They're looking for reality to be broken, rather than shaped. So they smugly prove that reality isn't broken, that there were perfectly obvious and reasonable causes for the cake to appear without your help, but they can't prove that the cake wouldn't have appeared without your help.
|Date:||September 24th, 2004 03:51 pm (UTC)|| |
Yeah. I wonder what Joe Hern would say about that?
the question is, could you magically summon high-quality tiramisu?
Were I ever craving it, I suppose I might be able to. Why not?