Friday, September 26, 2014

The Chances of Me

If a little Italian guy in 1328, by the last name of Matarazzo (and, no doubt, looking exactly like Mario from the Nintendo games), had bent over to pick up a dropped spoon and, as a result, had missed seeing a beautiful girl walk by, things might not have unfolded from gallant introduction, to marriage, to ancestral line...and I might never have existed. And you would never have read this.

But, because, instead of having dropped the spoon, he fumbled a little and recovered and, sipping his soup, leveled his gaze at a dark-haired beauty to whom he simply had to speak, I am here to annoy you with posts like this.

Maybe God made him catch the spoon. Maybe Fate made him catch it. Maybe it is just pure, un-biased chance.

Either way, it inspires a feeling of awe, does it not?


  1. Good post Mr. Mat I often think about how my life would be different if I chose to do one thing instead of the other. It's interesting thinking about whether fate is the reason or freedom to choose your actions.

    1. In the words of Neil Peart, "if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice." In the words of Oedipus: "Dude -- are you KIDDING me?"