Day: May 16, 2001

  • Three Drugs--Choose One!


    If you had to choose one of the three popular drugs, depicted below by their molecular morphologies, on the basis of the appeal of shape alone, which one would win your fancy?








     

  • Continuing a Reflection...

    *ouch* 

    I should be the happiest man alive, but, of course, I'm not.  Too many 151s last night.  I did the first one for "medicinal purposes,"  that is, to preempt the imminent onset of a flu-front   (I do subscribe to a scientific suspicion that flu epidemics are borne on/induced by radical seasonally-varying weather such as experienced in my locale yesterday) and it seemed to work, numbing my lips in the process.  But, in rapid succession, the second, third, and forth...aiiii!  That's 604 proof!  They should just crystallize the stuff for me to snort, as I struggle for mindlessness--*ouch*!

    And, truthfully, I'm not even the happiest blogger on Xanga.  I'm not even the happiest male blogger on Xanga--that's got to be James !  Thanks to agrochick78 for *snickering* me into this awareness!  And while such awareness doesn't make me any more or less happy, it does empower, yeah!  You see, it reminded me that I do know someone who knows the joy of fishes:

    Chuang Tzu and Hui Tzu were crossing Hao river by the dam.

    Chuang said, "See how free the fishes leap and dart. That is their happiness."

    Hui replied, "Since you are not a fish, how do you know what makes fishes happy?"

    Chuang said, "Since you are not I, how can you possibly know that I do not know what makes fishes happy?"

    Hui argued, "If I, not being you, cannot know what you know. It follows that you not being a fish cannot know what they know."

    Chuang said, "Wait a minute! Let us get back to the original question. What you asked me was 'How do you know what makes fishes happy?' From the terms of your question you evidently know I know what makes fishes happy."

    Chuang continued, "I know the joy of fishes in the river through my own joy, as I go walking along the same river."


    I know the joy (and pain), too, of fishes having put my brain in a fishbowl of 151 last night!! 

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