Babbling Point

Last Tuesday, went to Galleria. While my mom did the groceries, I had the chance to walk around the mall. I was surprised to see a Nescafe Cafe at the entrance of the Body Place. I immediately texted some of the guys and said: NEW CAFE AT BODY PLACE, GALLERIA. COULD THIS BECOME THE HANG-OUT OF NEXT GENERATION OF COMIC BOOK GEEKS? :)

Some texted back that maybe we should start hanging out there. Claim what was once our terriroty! hahaha

One of the guys texted that they (the next gen geeks) better know what they're getting into because we certainly didn't and look where it got us. I texted back, that I think we were better off not knowing how difficult things were going to be, else we would not have attempted to achieve the impossible.

Maybe it's time to try again.

"There's a fine and wonderful moment near the end of `The Phantom Tollbooth`, that rich, wise children's book by Norton Juster, where Milo, the hero, having succeeded in a mighty quest is told the one piece of important information he was denied at the start of his journey. He's told that the task he has just accomplished was impossible. When he asks why they hadn't told him that before, it is pointed out to him that, had he known it was impossible, he wouldn't have done it." --From Neil Gaiman's foreword to "Rising Stars #1

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