Sometimes I get giddy with my own genius. Everyone knows how great it feels when you first get a new idea, right? And how, not that long later, it’s kind of equally hilarious to realize your idea might not be that brilliant after all?
Well, even better than that feeling of first genius is old genius! When you find a scrap of paper in your own handwriting—or a document filed away on your computer—of an idea you once had, and you're all, “Hey! Did I write that? I’m a genius!!”
(An analogous situation would be, say, if an inebriated friend called your husband’s cell phone in the middle of the night and started making hilarious declarations about the people in his life—like, eye-opening, too-much-information revelations—and then when you repeated those statements to him in broad daylight, he got all, “I said that?! I never said that!!” all hostile and with the crazy eyes. And just as you thought he was going to get really mad and call you a liar, he goes, “Hm! I’d agree!” Agreeing with himself!)
Getting back to my own example:
Wouldn’t it be funny if these forgotten, brilliant ideas weren’t actually by me? Like if some actual genius was planting ideas in my “future stories” folder and I was finding them, like dollar bills slipped into my purse by friends who want to pay me back for dinner (but who will never, ever get credit—silly friends!—because I am not organized enough to know the treasure isn’t mine)?
Genius!
That would be genius.
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NOTE TO SELF: How sad and pathetic that eBay allows this "auction"
Talk about living off the avails of a dead person. Is it just me or does this news item leave a bad taste in one's mouth?
Anne Frank's tree may be doomed, but you can have a chestnut from it for only a few thousand dollars.
Charles Kuijpers, who lives next door to the famous house in Amsterdam where the German-Jewish girl was hidden from Nazi occupiers during World War II, has put what he says is a chestnut from the famed tree up for auction on eBay.
Anne wrote in her diary, which became a bestseller after her death, that during the two years she was hidden in the house's attic, the horse-chestnut tree was her only reminder of the natural world.
"I had this idea for a few years, then I saw that the tree was in the news and I decided to put the chestnut up for auction," Kuijpers told Reuters.
The tree, estimated to be between 150 and 175, has been in poor health for several years as it fends off parasites, and municipal authorities are set to tear it down Wednesday, pending a court hearing.
In August 1944, Nazi police raided the hiding place, and Anne and her sister Margot were deported to the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp, where they both died during a typhus epidemic in March 1945.
British soldiers liberated the camp in April. Anne Frank's body has never been found.
It would be acceptable and even a commendable act if Mr. Kuijpers would indicate that he plans to use the money from the auction towards some type of charity that helps homeless children or children living in war-torn countries.
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Remember Nermal? Garfield's interminably cute friend that annoyed Garfield to death?
Self-proclaimed "cutest kitten in the world," who modeled for cat calendars and greeting cards. Garfield's foil.
Sometimes I think about how Nermal had the perfect name. How did Jim Davis ever come up with such a perfect name for that character? It said it all. You only had to hear the name and look at the drawing, and you already knew everything.
Nermal. Sounds like Normal, but with that extra misspelling to be "cute."
Nermal.
So much better than if he had gone for Fluffy or Muffi or, you know, Mr. Winkle.
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