Fate and forty dollars
Fate intervened last night when we were free of obligations but unsure of how to live our lives. I was sprawled out on my friend Sylvia's couch when she asked if I was sleeping. I lifted my head just enough to say, "No!" and then let it fall again. It was seven o'clock. The situation was dire.
Movies were too boring, games too energetic. I rallied the troops for a walk to my house, with the secret plan that if things didn't improve I could always fall asleep on my own couch while housemates entertained my guests.
Walking in the rain, we passed Max's, the bar on which Moe's Tavern from The Simpsons is based. I was looking through the window, thinking how much I'd like to go there on a night that wouldn't be my third consecutive drinking. There was popcorn and cheap beer. The wooden booths had space heaters under them. People were talking and playing games.
And there in a puddle across from Max's my friend Matt found $40 cash. Fate reached its hand through the heavens and laid it in our path. Fate said, "Graduate school is hard. You're supposed to be on break. Have one on me." What could we do? We brought that $40 into Max's and lived so hard.
Movies were too boring, games too energetic. I rallied the troops for a walk to my house, with the secret plan that if things didn't improve I could always fall asleep on my own couch while housemates entertained my guests.
Walking in the rain, we passed Max's, the bar on which Moe's Tavern from The Simpsons is based. I was looking through the window, thinking how much I'd like to go there on a night that wouldn't be my third consecutive drinking. There was popcorn and cheap beer. The wooden booths had space heaters under them. People were talking and playing games.
And there in a puddle across from Max's my friend Matt found $40 cash. Fate reached its hand through the heavens and laid it in our path. Fate said, "Graduate school is hard. You're supposed to be on break. Have one on me." What could we do? We brought that $40 into Max's and lived so hard.