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Putting My Chips On The Table

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Putting My Chips On The Table

What snack would you eat right now?

With an Addendum

I saw an advertisement yesterday stating that people drop their new year resolution usually by January 8.

From Me, somewhere on the Internet 

I have  been lackluster in goal setting and New Year’s resolutions.
My goals for this year include Eating 646 carrots.
Dream big my friends.

It’s seven in the morning 
so I have no cravings and I’m not in the mood for a snack, but if I did I would want some potato chips. I’m well ahead of my goal so far.

Potato Chips -a Pennsylvania religion

I do love potato chips. But it’s time for a misused misplaced metaphor. I neither keep religion or potato chips in the house.

It is healthier that way for me. And I admire those who imbibe responsibly.

Addendum

There was a guy I went to high school with and his first name was Chip. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t named after the snack. It’s a true story. He had a brother named Putter and one named Wedge.

In an odd twist to the story the family ran a funeral home in town. So I’m not completely convinced he wasn’t named after the snack. It’s good for business

Namaste have a great day.

One response to “Putting My Chips On The Table”

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    vermavkv

    This is delightfully self-aware, wry, and quietly wise. I love how it slips from humor into reflection without ever announcing the turn—carrots as ambition, chips as temptation, and restraint as a form of lived philosophy rather than moral posturing. The “Pennsylvania religion” line is pitch-perfect, and the addendum lands like a well-timed punchline that somehow also deepens the piece instead of derailing it. There’s a gentle kindness here toward human habits, failed resolutions, and responsible indulgence, all wrapped in dry wit. Ending with Namaste feels exactly right—amused, grounded, and unpretentious.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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