The other day - it felt like Sunday but it was actually Thursday when I went to work I encountered a problem that I could solve. One of the little ol' ladies at my work had an apple tree that dropped hundreds of apples but being of age could not pick them up herself so they rotted and ruined her large lawn. I saw a solution: me being of age to pick up apples would indeed go pick them up for her, dispose of the rotten apples and take the nice ones since she wouldn't have them and do something helpful with them. So that is what I did and apples where retrieved. They were brought home and with the help of Colleen were in the next two days transformed into magical pies. Magical you say? Yes, magical - because they were a solution. Solutions are magical, especially helpful solutions. A problem - apples too many - turned into pies of six. Pies of six were distributed into those in need of pastry. Pastry was consumed. Hunger was solved. The world is at peace.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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