23.09.03Supply Clapp ThwingEvery once in a while some earnest and pushy soul asks me one of those put-you-on- the-spot-'cause-I-want-to-get-to-know-the-Real-You questions like "Monk- what delights you?". I usually say something like "I'd have to say cute little stories about moles and toads- y'know, all the things you step on when you walk in the woods"- something to make them go away. But the truth of it is, I'm such an idiot that THIS is the sort of the thing that delights me. Comments
A few weeks ago I had a relative stranger at a bar ask me if "I had accomplished all I had hoped to in my life so far."
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