In life, cliche though it may be, dominoes fall and bring about windfalls and misery. This moment, or any moment, is the result of a myriad of events and choices. Some form a very linear path and others form a complicated web that you couldn’t untangle if you had thousands of years.
Eloquent, yes, but vague on its connection to Today’s Perfect Moment. Let me do my best to untangle the threads and not lose you to false paths and dead end routes. Should I fail, at least you will arrive at the destination, though you may not understand how you got there.
While I was teaching two of my co-workers spent a longer than average time discussing Trappist beer. They are history buffs who also read a lot. Perhaps it wasn’t the alcoholic content of the beer that they were discussing, but rather the historical context and uniqueness of trappist beer.
While this was going on, or perhaps shortly after, I found myself at the LCBO looking for something delicious to drink. For those not in the know, in Ontario, alcohol can only be bought from a limited number of places. The Beer Store sells, well …beer. The vintages wine shops sell only wine (and probably only Canadian wine, though you shouldn’t quote me on that because I am not a wine drinker) and the LCBO (Liquor Control Board of Ontario, with a heavy emphasis on control, or at least control of taxes) sells beer in small quantities, wine, and alcohol.
Enough history and politics about the selling of alcohol. Though we are going to probably legalize marijuana in the near future, we still have to keep tight controls on alcohol.
At least one of the two colleagues who had the trappist beer discussion also ended up at the LCBO in search of some trappist beer. He purchased a Chimay and some German beer.
As the dominos fell, in the end, the two of us found ourselves sharing a beer after work at our desks. While I certainly don’t condone getting drunk at work, a social drink between two people, neither of whom had to drive a vehicle home, was just what the doctor ordered.
As for other dominoes…..we used to have lots of glasses in the kitchen at work. Today, I had to drink my beer from a creamer. While that sounds ludicrous, it isn’t really out of the ordinary for the work kitchen. I have seen people eating their lunch with cake forks and eating soup from gigantic ladles. Where all the glasses and cutlery went….. those are dominos even I can’t not untangle.