Adam and Eve

"Come here," the little woman said to me yesterday afternoon as she was sitting at the table. On the table was a large glass half-filled with the last of her favorite, expensive wine from the Christmas-gift bottle. "I read your recent blog, 'The Lady Refuses To Sing the Blues.' Now tell me, is this glass half-empty or half-full?"

"Half-empty," I replied.

"No, you idiot," she said, "it's half-full. Half-full! It's expensive, good wine. Look at it, you old pessimist---it's HALF-FULL!"

At that point I grabbed the glass and quickly gulped all the wine growling, "Now the glass is FULLY empty and my STOMACH is half-full!"

-Old Gargoyle