News From Poughkeepsie – Day 147

Wooo…sorry about that, guys. The last week kinda go away from me. Long story short, my wife and I returned from our Christmas holiday to find that we had no heat, and would have no heat until the start of the New Year. So updating NFP tumbled down the priority list a bit. But we’re good now. It shant happen again.

Let’s just pick up where we left off, eh?

When 3 Wishes Aren’t Enough: Holding the third in reserve

“You’re killing me, here!” the genie said. But Margery was unmoved. She had her dream job, now. She had wished away those last stubborn 23lbs. There was no immediate need for that third wish.

“I do not intend to waste my final wish,” Margery said. “If I only get three, I want all three to count.”

“I need you to wish a third time,” the genie said. “Not want, not desire. Need. Seriously. You are killing me.” The genie’s arguments became quiet, and reserved. “If you don’t wish a third time soon, I’ll die.”

Margery didn’t understand, and said so. And so the genie explained just how short, and long, genies’ lives are…