It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times

"May he live in interesting times."

As far as ancient Chinese curses go - and you know how they go - this one has always struck me as particularly insidious. Upon first reading, one might be tempted to think to oneself "Hey, I like interesting things... and time is a thing!" But oh, what complete imbeciles you would be. Interesting things have a tendency of becoming crazy things. Crazy things have a tendency of becoming painful things. And painful things tend to be painful. And all that learning BS that people say you gain from painful things: that's just something parents tell their captious kids to pretend that their own childhoods weren't the sordid inimical clusterfucks that made them the destitute shells of humans they are today. Good times.

Interestingly enough: the above curse, believed first quoted by Robert F. Kennedy in 1966, doesn't really exist. Chinese historians have tried in earnest to validate such a sweet quote, but the closest they could come was a proverb that read "It's better to be a dog in a peaceful time that be a man in a chaotic period." Which if you think about it - really think about it - speaks to the greater truth about the spiritual trifecta of God, Man, and Dog.

So, life rolls on before me as I chase after pretending to have fun. I really can't complain; I am a very lucky dog. I would however like to ask those in charge of such matters, the custodians of fate, that if they can find it in themselves to go bother someone else for a while, I'd greatly appreciate it. Thanks, and I love what you've done with the place.