I work in a cube. A gray cube. A gray cube in a big building owned by an international financial institution. Last year I worked in a different gray cube in different building owned by a different international financial institution. One year, one layoff, one bailout, one old job, one new job, TARP money and Barney Frank have all led to 10-12 hr days at the office and working weekends. I worked all last week, all last weekend, all this week and have to work this weekend. I have to work at 10:30 pm tonight for a software implementation. I have to work tomorrow afternoon for another implementation.
My first martial arts instructor used to make us do these breathing exercises and meditate. Hated it. BORING!!! He explained to us that the ancient masters used to do these things every day so that they could build up a reserve of chi. They never knew when they would be challenged or attacked, so this was done to prepare. That way they always had "a pocket full of chi."
My year of change delivered to me a nice severance check (thank you international financial institution number 1) that provided me with the means to purchase a 2 wheeled Zen chaser. With it I plan to chase down some Chi, grab it by the tail and stick it in my pocket. "Hey, is that Chi in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?"
I'm placing my order with the universal waitress for an order of Chi, medium rare, with side of Zen and a cold beer. To Go!!
Ciao Baby,
-s
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Shit, now I have to learn how to cook Zen before you and Carson show up here in June on your two wheeled zen chasers.
Ironically, I've been teaching my martial arts instructor how to cook for the past year. I don't feel so bad about all of the stupid questions I ever asked him now;)
My FIRST COMMENT!! I am so excited. First, I would like to thank the academy......
Yeah, we're expecting some serious SMOKED Zen with Krazy Karma rub and a little Chilli Chi sauce.
YUM!!
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