Saturday, December 29, 2012

Question of the Day

This is pretty simple…

What was the best thing that happened to you this year?

C’mon, don’t be shy; brag on yourself and share.  And when I say “you,” that can include your family, your best beloved, or whatever.

9 barks and woofs on “Question of the Day

    • I WAS going to say “new, GREAT job” – but FC is right. The election tops everything.

      Actually, my GUYS got elected. BHO for sure, but also King (who should be OK for Maine), Kaine (buy-BYE George Allen), a bunch of others. And some folks who really did need to get the boot (Akin, Mourdock, West, et al) got it after all. All in all, a decent shot to keep the US from heading down the Teahad rabbithole.

  1. My wife and best friend lied me into a gall stone surgery. Out-patient basis, in and out. Home by dark.

    My gall bladder was removed with a large chunk of liver. I was in a hospital overnight.

    Side problems: Enlarged liver from 37 years of unrestrained alcoholism.

    Worse side problems: I am now allergic to grain alcohol taken internally. I think it is the GMOs.

  2. Well, the election went our way, and that was such a good thing. The best thing that happened besides that is I am still alive! I love to watch the seasons change, I love my family and friends, I love to garden and take walks in the woods. But most of all the very best thing that happened to me, is that I still have my two wonderful daughters, who have blessed me every day they have been alive. (Even though as teenagers they drove me nuts!)

  3. The election results made it a good year. And the abandoned cat who’d been living on my back porch/in my basement for a year has found a home with the daughter of a friend of mine. He’ll be safe, warm, and cared for.

  4. 1957. My parents take three brothers to NY. they have tickets for all five of us to see My Fair lady. But i buy a standing room ticket to see another new show named West Side Story. I gotta tell you, what ever show comes along when you are in your late teens will be IT for the rest of your life.

    So what happens this year, when I am seventy-two? I am hired to design West Side Story — and play the role of Doc — for a theatre in Wilkes Barre, Pa. And there I am, standing behind my own drugstore , while a full 28 piece orchestra plays Leonard Berstein’s score for “Cool” and I feel the throb of dancers heels
    in the stage floor. Damn, I love the theatre

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