GOOD NEWS!
May. 13th, 2008 05:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Since I'm looking for distractions these days, and since my flist is not cooperating and posting numerous entries for me to read (what's up with you people? Get busy, willya? Sheesh!), this headline caught my eye today. So I investigated further:
The Odds of ...
· You've been caught picking your nose while driving, if you're a man: 1-in-2
· You cannot find Iraq on a map, if you are between age 18 to 24: 2-in-3
· Dying in Motor vehicle: 1-in-84
· Writing NYTimes bestseller: 220-to-1
· Assault by Firearm*: 1-in-325
· Cancer this year: 1-in-600
· You will get injured by a toilet this year: 1-in-10,000
· Getting Rich on 'Antiques Roadshow': 60,000-to-1
· Dating a supermodel: 88,000-to-1
The important one, of course, is Number 4: Writing a NY Times bestseller, the odds are only 220 to 1? Does that mean I only have to go out and kill 220 of my fellow writers and I'm a shoo-in? And, if I'm thinking this through correctly, I have an almost 3 times greater chance of writing that bestseller than I have of dying of cancer this year. Cool.
But I suppose I better quit driving. And speaking of driving.... according to #1 above, and speaking only to the males on my flist, that means that every other one of you picks your nose while behind the wheel. *looks suspiciously around*
Heeheheehehee
The Odds of ...
· You've been caught picking your nose while driving, if you're a man: 1-in-2
· You cannot find Iraq on a map, if you are between age 18 to 24: 2-in-3
· Dying in Motor vehicle: 1-in-84
· Writing NYTimes bestseller: 220-to-1
· Assault by Firearm*: 1-in-325
· Cancer this year: 1-in-600
· You will get injured by a toilet this year: 1-in-10,000
· Getting Rich on 'Antiques Roadshow': 60,000-to-1
· Dating a supermodel: 88,000-to-1
The important one, of course, is Number 4: Writing a NY Times bestseller, the odds are only 220 to 1? Does that mean I only have to go out and kill 220 of my fellow writers and I'm a shoo-in? And, if I'm thinking this through correctly, I have an almost 3 times greater chance of writing that bestseller than I have of dying of cancer this year. Cool.
But I suppose I better quit driving. And speaking of driving.... according to #1 above, and speaking only to the males on my flist, that means that every other one of you picks your nose while behind the wheel. *looks suspiciously around*
Heeheheehehee