Once upon a time, a wise old guru and his young apprentice lived together in the mountains of Japan. One day, the young apprentice came running back to the house, crying "bad news, bad news! While out in the fields I took a nap and when I awoke, our horse was gone!.
"Good news, bad news, who knows," was the guru's only reply.
The next day the young apprentice returned in the evening leading 10 horses, with the original steed at the fore. "Good news, good news!" he cried.
"Good news, bad news, who knows," replied the guru.
Several days later, the young apprentice limped into the house. "Bad news, bad news! While trying to train the new horses, I fell and broke my leg."
"Good news, bad news, who knows," replied the guru.
The next day the guru heard a knock on the door. It was a recruiter for the Japanese army, but seeing the young apprentice invalidated in his bed, he turned and left.
Good news, bad news, who knows.
Anyway, what I am trying to tell you is that I lost my camera.
That also means I lost your big memory card. Sorry, mom.
ReplyDeleteAllegorical brilliance, but which were you--the guru or the grasshopper?
ReplyDeleteDang it, Nicky!
ReplyDeleteI still love you.