got a flickr message from the Netherlands which delighted me, and thought all kinds of thoughts.
But at day's end, based on a facebook comment, I am left with the following puzzle about the meaning of life:
What kind of gingerbread man do you prefer?
The dough-y kind
The tart, ginger-snap kind
The kind that is like a sugar cookie with a ginger tang
I prefer a sugar cookie disguised as a gingerbread man.
I do not prefer to have gingerbread at alll.