{"id":1246,"date":"2012-03-03T01:57:48","date_gmt":"2012-03-03T05:57:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/2012\/03\/03\/march-ex-iv-mulling-over-fortune-on-day-three\/"},"modified":"2012-03-08T08:56:38","modified_gmt":"2012-03-08T12:56:38","slug":"march-ex-iv-mulling-over-fortune-on-day-three","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/archives\/1246","title":{"rendered":"March-Ex VI: mulled over my fortune on day three"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>The cornucopia was a symbol of her power to bestow favors, the rudder a symbol of her more sinister power to change destinies. She could scatter gifts, then with terrifying speed shift the rudder\u2019s course, as she watched us choke to death on a fish bone or disappear in a landslide.<br \/>\n\u2014from <em>The Consolations of Philosophy<\/em> by Alain de Botton<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>When a client offers deep thanks and writes, \u201cIt\u2019s all so professional and mood-appropriate that I\u2019m just in awe,\u201d it\u2019s time to pause and be grateful for my blessings. Broke out the mountain bike, fed the knobby tires some air, and took my first bicycle ride of the season. I saw a barn on Gentry Lane with only half a roof and wondered if that happened yesterday. All the news coming in about the human toll and devastation has me contemplating that thin edge between ruin and relief. Connie Hilton said, \u201cBy golly, you are an indecently lucky man.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img src='http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/3_3_2012.jpg' alt='3_3_2012.jpg' \/><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\" style=\"font-size: 88%; line-height: 125%; margin-top: -5px; margin-bottom: 19px; color: gray;\">\n<em>Morning After<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The cornucopia was a symbol of her power to bestow favors, the rudder a symbol of her more sinister power to change destinies. She could scatter gifts, then with terrifying speed shift the rudder\u2019s course, as she watched us choke to death on a fish bone or disappear in a landslide. \u2014from The Consolations of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[79,3,21,69,44,15],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1246"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1246"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1246\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1246"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1246"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1246"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}