Sharingtime’s Mailbag
This was an actual email I received from an actual reader. Actually!
Subject: blog
Date: Thursday, March 4, 2010 20:22
I enjoy your but blog but I can’t tell where you fall on the Sarcastic-o-Meter. Or what you’re (sic) purpose is. But I enjoy reading, nonetheless.
Have a lovely day,
[redacted]
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Dear [redacted],
I was rated by the Sarcastic Board of America as a forty point seven and a half on the Sarcastic-o-Meter (though you can’t trust the Irish… “o-Meter” sounds suspiciously like a guy named Finnegan O’Meter came through Ellis Island and someone Americanized his name). I hope that clears that up.
What is my purpose? I’ll tell you a secret: there is no purpose to my blog. I’ll tell you another secret. There is no purpose to living. That doesn’t mean it can’t be meaningful or joyous. That just means there is no explicit reason that any of us are here. I say if you’re doing something that makes you happy, then it is purposeful. But there is no one grand purpose for all humankind. Wait. I’ve just been informed there is a popular book called The Purpose Driven Life. Perhaps it holds the secret to life.
[FOUR HOUR INTERMISSION]
Ok, I read it. I’m out $15 bucks. And I’m still right.
Porpoises are adorable,
Lee
