Twinkle Twinkle Lucky Star

B’gosh and B’gorrah, today is the wearin’ of the green and the luck o’ the Irish.

When Irish eyes are a’smilin’ over a four leaf clover, or something like that.

You know, for some reason this reminds me of a boyfriend I had back at NMSU. He was a lean ol’ cowboy from Capitan and he had a lot of classic sayings, many of them unreapeatable.

One of the cleaner mottos did stick with me, in fact I use it today. It went something like this:

“It’s better to be lucky than to be good.”

Now this is a theory I subscribed to for many years. I believed luck was the only way I got anything good.

But that seems to be changing with time, and here in my wiser years, I’m actually starting to disagree. I’m learning that the best of all luck is simply to have the courage of your convictions backed by hard work.

Which means you get to make your own luck.

Sure, this takes a lot more effort than leaving it to the Goddess of Fate and her bitch sisters Destiny and Time*, but it’s one hell of a lot more satisfying.

Or maybe the truth of it all is, really, it’s better to be both lucky AND good.