So I'm at the store and I'm lingering at the sea food deptartment, and I notice the live lobsters tank.
While the majority of the tasty critters are just sitting around doing nothing, a couple of them were not and were pretty active.
Two lobsters, banded claws and all, are facing off doing the whole territorial, alpha-crustacean thing.
These little guys are trapped and ultimately doomed, yet they continue jockeying to prove who's King Water-Bug of the tank by scuttling around, waving their claws about and trying to make the other back down into submission.
And at that moment, I was enlightened.
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Mmmmm... hot butter...
Grats on that, you going the bodizhatva route or have you become one with the universe?
I think rather I'm going to become one with a 3 pound lobster.
So what did you do, go up to the lobster stand and say, "Make me one with everything"?
Actually, I asked how to get to Carnegie Hall.
I think you can take the 6 train. Or maybe the 1/9.
A Zen moment. My kids and I ate at Red Lobster recently, and as we were waiting for our table, I was watching the lobsters patiently waiting for a "hot water bath" and I felt sorry for them. A "death row" of sorts, and no last meal, just a pristine clean tank and their claws banded shut. I have never eaten a lobster, and never will.
By the way, I wanted to be Hayley Mills. We grew up during the same era. And I loved her movies, her voice, her hair, her smile.....
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