Walking down Beach Street to work today, I saw a deli sandwich board sign that read "All meats roasted on promises." How much do you love that concept, "roasted on promises?" Is that phrase related to "the road to hell is paved with good intentions?" (I didn't think corollary was really the right word there.)
In a romantic situation, roasted on promises is heat generated between lovers vows.
Also applies to the stock market, where Madoff's investors were more than roasted, they were singed, burned, and incinerated.
Somehow it seems related to hoist on one's own petard. Over-promising and under-delivering has roasted many a production company.
Digression, digression, digression. Mental meandering, where is thy sting?
Yes, okay, so I am a little lost. Life on Planet Earth seems extra-fragile, tenuous, and ... I don't know ... weird and insecure. I realize that in historical terms, the long view, this may not be so very extra-ordinary. But the Japanese earthquake, tsunamis, nuclear meltdown, Libya, Somalian pirates, Afghanistan, Wisconsin, a ludicrous noise in our political system, ridiculous economics, etc ...
I needn't go on, right? I am finding difficult to find energy and optimism. Still, the dishes are done, the desk is looking better, I was conservative in financial and caloric matters, today. I am sober. And I am nearly done with a post before midnight.
Perhaps some sama vritti will raise the spirits and soothe the mind for sleep.
And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life. — Anne Lamott
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17 of 100 May 24th It is hard to make plans to have fun when you would rather disappear into the earth. The depression continues, yet I am s...
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Thinking on yesterday's post, and Hirschfield quote, I am musing and trying to understand "will." Here it is again: "...
Roasted on promises. Sounds like Emily Latella from SNL. Somedays it doesn't pay to focus on the big picture.
ReplyDeleteAmen to that, Tom. Sweat the small stuff. The big things pretty much take care of themselves...one way or another. Sounds a little Gladwellian, actually...
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