Having my bagel & coffee alone in Borders bookstore,

      while reading their Psychology Today magazine,

      which has an interview with Timothy Leary.

He says we must assume responsibility for our own divinity.

Hmm . . . . 

      A cute artsy blonde girl walks by and looks at what I'm reading.

      On the other side of the page I'm reading is a big ad for a book

      entitled, "How to Pick-Up a Woman."

Does she think I'm sitting here reading about how to pick up a woman?

What, does she think I'm desperate?

Does she see this cream cheese from the bagel that got on my thumb?

When I leave, I intend to put their magazine back on the shelf, good as new.

What if some of this cream cheese gets on the magazine?

Will I buy the magazine, or just put it back with a little cream cheese on it?

And, if we are divine, and don't take responsibility for it, what kind of divinity do you call that?

      I wipe the cream cheese completely off with a napkin.

      Well, that's one question completely resolved.

      OK, now for the girl and the divinity.