that perfect hand…

In Ocean's 11, Danny said that "the house always wins. If you play long enough, never change the stakes, then the house takes you. Unless, when that perfect hand comes along, you bet big… and then, you take the house." Here's the hand I've been dealt, sometimes it's risky and sometimes it's safe, but all the time… it's perfect. It's mine.


for leanne

My dear, sweet friend-of-a-friend-turned-good-friend Leanne “I like to have smart conversations, judge Chai tea drinkers, and eat Marble Slab ice cream” B*yak (in effort to hide her identity since the whole reason she doesn’t have a blog anymore is the potentially harmful internet world) posed a question to me last night via e-mail. Since, as previously mentioned, she doesnt have a blog anymore, I am doing her a favour (unbeknownst to her) and posing this question to you. Think about it, post some comments on what you believe the answer, coupled with some awesomely endearing compliments on myself and/or Leanne (who has fabulous style, hair, and plants). We do well with flattery :

Is “knowing the answer” and “having the answer” the same or different.

I will let you know what I think once I hear from you.

(if you don’t know who Leanne is, she was Megan’s bridesmaid, Avey’s coworker, and one of my CBFFs (Calgary) that I would’ve lived with had I stayed)