Make your own luck
On the evening of March 20th, 2006, on the sidewalk outside of my apartment, I came across six pennies scattered fairly close to each other, clearly having just fallen out of somebody’s pocket. Pennies being what they are (the homeless man on the street imploring “help feed the homeless, help make a difference, even a penny makes a difference” not withstanding), it was nevertheless surprising to me to find so many of them in one spot, like finding a cluster of four leaf clovers in the grass outside your front door after scouring the entire yard and turning up none.
I picked them up, all six of them, and walked down the street towards the subway. Every couple of steps I stopped and placed one of them, carefully, heads up, on the sidewalk, in the hopes that the luck of a heads up penny could be spread across six different people
Man of the Year: a movie review
On Thursday night I went to see a screening of Man of the Year, the new Robin Williams movie. Well, at least I’ve been calling it the new Robin Williams movie because all of the previews that I’ve seen for it depict a movie about what happens when a political comedian decides that he’s fed up with our political system and decided to run for office himself. Clearly, hijinks ensue (on scandal: “I did not sleep with that woman. I wanted to…” and on political appointments “Just off the top of my head, I was thinking of Bruce Springsteen, Secretary of State”).
Or at least, that’s what the preview is about.
The movie itself is about something a little different.
