Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The meaning of life isn't 42

I've gotten older since the last time I posted. Literally. My birthday was on Saturday.
So now that I'm officially all-grown-up, which I think 51 entitles me to be, you would think I would pause and reflect on the meaning of life, the universe, and everything. (With apologies to Douglas Adams.)
So my new philosophy of life is: What the hell!
I have given up caring what anybody else thinks of me and the choices I make. If it's what I want, it doesn't hurt anybody else, and I'm willing to live with the consequences - then Go For It, because What the Hell!
It's a change from my old philosophy of life which was: Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup.
And it fits better on a Post-It.
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jan said...

Love it. Welcome to adulthood. It's liberating!!!

Louie said...

Hi Gollylog:

I just wanted to say thanks for delivering the Lizzy Bow Wow Beanies. It is the only toy I have ever had that can survive my teeth. I recentrly launched a blog too at and wrote an entry about your store.

Thanks again!!