A Thread of Cheerful Thoughts

In the past few days, I’ve noticed an inordinate amount of sadness, grief, despair, melancholy, dejection, weariness, discontentment, and general angst in posts. So, in the grand tradition of “mandatory fun” (a favorite phrase of a summer camp with CTY), I’m instituting a thread of pure happiness. Repeat after me: I will enjoy this. I will smile at least a little bit (but hopefully a lotta bit) or else face the formidable wrath of Serendipity. :smiley:

To kick things off, I’d like to share a few silly events/objects/quotes that make me smile. You’re invited (read: begged) to do the same.

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[li]receiving unexpected letters[/li][li]patchwork quilts[/li][li]singing along with cheesy songs on the radio while driving[/li][li]black and white photographs[/li][li]puppy kisses[/li][li]tangents in lectures[/li][li]swing dancing (After I bashed my dancing abilities, a very wise dancer told me that it didn’t matter if my feet were always in the right place, since my heart certainly was.)[/li][li]accents, especially Irish ones (God, I’m a sucker for Irish accents.)[/li][li]Altoids, because they’re curiously strong.[/li][li]leather-bound journals that make you feel as if whatever you’re writing in it must be important[/li][li]having finished my homework so I can write up lists like this[/li][li]“Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.”[/li]-- Ernest Hemingway
[li]“Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never know what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.”[/li]-- Pierce Harris
[li]“Never explain – your Friends do not need it and your Enemies will not believe you anyway.”[/li]-- Elbert Hubbard
[li]“I either want less corruption, or more chance to participate in it.”[/li]-- Ashleigh Brilliant
[li]“Like everyone else, I want to sleep with Leonardo DiCaprio. But I guess I’d want to marry Tom Cruise, because he’s much more responsible. I think Leo would play around on me. And I could never trust him on a cruise ship, obviously. You know me, I wouldn’t go out with these guys unless I was going to sleep with them. I mean, if I’m putting up dinner and a movie for Leo, he’d damn well better put out.”[/li]-- Jon Stewart
[li]“This is so depressing, my only hope is this homemade Prozac. Mmm, needs more ice cream.”[/li]-- Homer Simpson, “The Simpsons”

Alright, guys, I know someone out there must be in a good mood today. Share it, will ya? :smiley:

Jessica, who was once referred to as a walking Hallmark card

Personally, I’ve always thought that the little things were important. Y’know, those small things that raise a smile. I was in a restaurant today and a little kid, no more than three years old, walked boldly up to me, beaming, and said hello. For the rest of the day, when I was tempted to lose my temper (several times–high stress job), I pictured that little girl smiling at me and I had to smile myself. It’s funny, but the image really stayed with me.

Know what I love? Late at night, I wake up cuz I’m too hot. I don’t feel loike moving so i toss and turn. Finally It hits me: flip the pillow over! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! A nice cool pillow…

Sleep tight!

second flup to the right, and straight on till morning…

I am powerless but to obey. So:
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[li]the first sip of a draught Sam Adams Winter Lager (just about that time!)[/li][li]Cholula hot sauce[/li][li]cold night, warm blankets[/li][li]Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.[/li][li]hearing someone else’s stereo playing a song you like[/li][li]John Lee Hooker[/li][li]comic books[/li][li]practical automobile cupholders[/li][li]The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam[/li][li]friend-made mix tapes[/li][/ul]
And, of course, threads of cheerful thoughts.