I’m thankful for the many good things I have in my life… a comfortable existence, good friends, and advantages that I may or may not deserve.
I’m thankful for my theatre experiences, for my art experiences, for my writing and reading experiences. I’m thankful for my imagination that allows me to have and enjoy these experiences, even if they can be scary sometimes.
On the boards, I’m thankful for Techchick, because she’s always been a sweetheart to me; Silver Fire, lovely Silver Fire, who is apparently hiding in my closet; Johnny L.A., a guy whose name I just love to say, because he’s a big, jolly guy that’s fun to be around; Mercutio, because he lives up to his namesake (ya know, the guy from Romeo & Juliet?), and because he never fails to drop me an IM from time to time; Minty Green, because he doesn’t hold grudges (phew!); ExTank, for his rationality and coolheadedness that serves as a reminder for me to follow suit; Javamaven, who has been a good friend to me… and I still have her book that I have to give back…; JustPlainBryan, because he drove me all around Hollywood late one night, and man, has he got a great sense of humor; Stoid, because somehow she manages to see past the fact that I’m an evil Republican bastard (I don’t know how)… :D; Esprix, because of his zest for life and his energetic, positive, outgoing nature; Arnold Winkelreid, who, when I first met him, was genuinely interested in my art book, and I still remember the positive influence he was; and many others who, unfortunately, are slipping my mind due to the fact that it’s 3:00 AM and I’ve been studying all day… who, unfortunately, I probably haven’t let know that they’ve had an impact on my life.
I used to heavily participate in the goings-on of the SDMB… for some reason or another, I feel like I’ve kinda inched away in recent months. Methinks I should rectify that…