My favorite part about eating at a Chinese restaurant is the end of the meal when the fortune cookies come. Oooh, the expectation of not knowing what ancient wisdom or proverb of the ages will greet you as you open up the golden cakie (cakey? cakish? Ah, My kingdom for a decent dictionary right now) goodness.
Over the years that I have indulged my passion for fortune cookies, I have come across many good fortunes and none of them true, but I soldier on.
However, this post is not to gripe about the fact that the “good news around the corner” has not arrived yet, but is instead to highlight the oddest fortune I have ever received:
Because of your melodic nature, the moonlight never misses an appointment
Ten years later, I still have that slip of paper in my wallet and I STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT MEANS!
Now if you will excuse me I have my lucky numbers of 47, 24, 46, 16, 18 and 56 to play here.