If an optimist says that the glass is half full and a pessimist says that the same glass is half empty consider this…
What if the fluid is Guinness? A Guinness drinker might say the glass is half-empty but is being an optimist in looking forward to the next full glass. But if the person was a Bud Light affectionado with the same glass of Guinness in front of them they might describe it as half full because they doubt they’ll be able to finish the pint because they feel like they already ate a loaf of bread.
What if the vessel is larger or smaller than a drinking glass? Perhaps it is a Pyrex 2 cup measuring glass. The recipe calls for one cup of milk. I’m sure any cook would call the measuring cup “half full” and not say that it needs to be “half empty” - does that make all cooks optimists? I hate to be a pessimist, but i doubt it. And a baby sucking on a bottle might glance up and think “crap, the bottle of milk is already half-empty.”
These and other variables cause me to coin a term - Potentialist. You see, when i see a glass at the half way mark i don’t call it half full or half empty. It is half of what it could be.
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December 10th, 2004 at 6:14 am
Have you ever drank beer and clamato? that would be a “half full” glass, but from a pessimistic point of view. get through that glass as fast as possible. shit that stuff is gross. read my site. it’s nasty.
December 10th, 2004 at 10:10 am
red beer is great. good for hangovers.
December 10th, 2004 at 6:09 pm
Yes, I have been saved many a morning by that stuff. I’d drink them more often if the sodium intake wasn’t so high.
December 11th, 2004 at 1:43 am
i am half confused now. this is making my brain start thinking more than it should…
December 16th, 2004 at 7:35 am
angie and emilie: queens of red beer. emilie: queen of drinking it with northern lights breakfast!
December 17th, 2004 at 7:32 pm
red beer rocks-espescially during May Fest!
December 17th, 2004 at 9:40 pm
but it’s clams…come on now…
January 5th, 2005 at 10:22 pm
I made up a word, but it’s only for Irish people. Opostrophe.
Sleep deprivation led me to dissolve into maniac giggling at my inventiveness. Alas, in the light of day (and in light of SIX CONSECUTIVE hours of sleep), I don’t feel quite so proud. But figured I’d share ~ so yeah, I adore Conan OpostropheBrian!