The Gastronome

Intelligence and language;
Pathogenic curses
To obscure;
To conceal
What any ant would know;
His kilobyte of brain
Large enough
To discern
Beeswax from earwax.

From Poems of the New Old West
Copyright 2002, Jack Purcell

Ate the evening meal at the Thai place in Rio Rancho when I went down to buy my tickets.  At the end I got a fortune cookie.... had to do a double-take.  The numbers were all, save one, among the fourteen I had on my short list, had debated with myself whether to buy a wheel, or to just scatter them out on a few tickets.... scattered them.... 30 tickets total, plus the post-meal one after I recovered from the experience of seeing my numbers on a fortune cookie.

Jack