At the end of lunch today at a Chinese restaurant, I cracked open the obligatory fortune cookie to learn what a stale, shrink-wrapped, mass-produced dessert could portend.
It was empty.
I ask for insight into my fate, and the gods answer in their infinite wisdom, ”Mu“.
Coming after a big launch at work, I really didn’t know what to think about this one. Can’t I just get one cookie tell me “Your launch will be great success. And the Rockets will win tonight.” Is that really too much to ask?