I’m thankful for:
1. My mom’s empathy, quiet strength, and moral fortitude.
2. My father’s friendly nature and compassion for the underdog.
3. My wife’s love.
4. My daughter who inspires me.
5. My sister who strengthens me and has put up with me the longest.
6. My extended family – grandparents, aunts and uncles, nieces and nephews, cousins, in-laws, and those otherwise claimed. If the people who surround you help create the person you might be able to become, I’ve been blessed.
7. My friends. From Sunday school to high school, from Nimitz to my bartending days, from my intimate, year-in-year-out tried-and-trues to the writers I’ve recently had opportunity to interact with, from the kid at the party who has an opinion on everything to the old man who dropped some quick knowledge and disappeared; I’ve had the privilege to bond with many people from many walks of life. I cherish and have learned from them all, including those whom I have disappointed and those who have disappointed me.
8. Health – mine, yours, in all its forms and degrees.
9. Batman – since I was four years old – because fictional heroes can have human flaws and still be perfect.
10. America – the land which has provided me every opportunity I’ve ever had.
11. Free Speech – helps me identify cuckoos, dumdums, and the humorless.
12. Skepticism.
13. Creativity.
14. A quiet, personal spirituality.
15. A desire to learn.
16. Being content not knowing the unknowable.
17. Faith that it all will turn out like it’s supposed to. Or not.
18. Nonconformists, humanists, writers, artists, and iconoclasts.
19. Kindness from unexpected sources.
20. The Howard Stern Show –no entertainment has been better to me. In the last 25 years, I’ve spent more hours with Howard than anybody except my loved ones, and I believe judging that fact too harshly says more about you than it does me.
Bababooey to ya’ll.
21. The places I’ve been. The places I plan on going.
22. Pancakes. King Syrup. I can’t believe it comes in plastic bottles now.
23. A smile reciprocated.
24. Lessons learned.
25. Children. Childhood.
26. Having only the second biggest noggin in my family (as of current stats).
27. My TV and my DVR. Pooh-pooh TV at your own risk. As a medium it offers some of the most consistently high-quality storytelling available. Stuff that can move you. Stuff that has real meaning and importance. My DVR helps me sift out all the psychic Amish HoneyBooBoo Kardashian naked realtor cheap thrills to find it.
28. A willingness to have my mind changed coupled with my built-in bullshit detector.
29. Having a recognizable laugh. It’d be weird if people in the supermarket said “I could hear you crying from three aisles over.”
30. Learning that it’s best to leave while somebody might still miss you.
Love this and you Daddy Brent!! Personally, I can’t believe king syrup comes in plastic. It’s just wrong. Just like when they started putting Hershey’s Chocolate Syrup in a plastic bottle. Pissed me off!! lol
Glad you enjoyed, Kim, and thanks for taking the time to comment! Hope you and all your loved ones have a great Thanksgiving! I’m with you on the chocolate syrup too – what’s next, jelly? oh, wait…
Good looking bunch of friends you have there.
is there such a thing as monkeys of a feather?