Tarot

Yesterday I saw this freaky Irish guy, hanging around with a very small doggy. Suddenly he approached two guys standing next to me. He had something in his hand. He showed that to one of them and said: "Pick up three cards." I realised that what he was holding were some rumpled tarot cards. The guy followed his instructions. "Okay! Now let me see them! Hm... This one says that you gonna meet some hot lady! Aha! This one tells me that there`s some serious money on it`s way to you! And the last one... This girl will be really in love with you, boy!" The guy seemed to be extremly pleased by this divination. The fortune-teller asked him quickly for any change. The guy gave him some eagerly. "C`mon! Tell me some more shit, man!" - he exclaimed in excitement.

April Fools

That`s what Plutarch says in "The life of Marcus Antonius" about his father Marcus Antonius Creticus: "...he was an honest man, and of a very good nature, and specially very liberal in giving [...]. He was not very wealthy, and therefore his wife would not let him use his liberality and frank nature. One day a friend of his coming to him to pray him to help him to some money, having great need, Antonius by chance had no money to give him, but he commanded one of his man to bring him some water in a silver basin, and after he had brought it him he washed his beard as though he meant to have shaven it, and found an errand for his man to send him out, and gave his friend the silver basin, and bade him get him money with that. Shortly after there was a great stir in the house among the servants, seeking out this silver basin. Insomuch as Antonius seeing his wife marvellously offended by it, and that she would examine all her servants one after another about it, to know what was become of it: at lenght he confessed he had given it away, and prayed her to be contented."
Well, I`m extremely happy not to be around while he was praying his wifey to be contented then...