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Being Thankful

I'm thankful for all of the regular things that grownups are thankful for.  I love my wife and family and food and blah, blah, blah.  Only a jerk wouldn't be thankful for those things.  Here are some smaller things that I also find delightful.

Global Warming:  It's the day before Thanksgiving and it is 70 freaking degrees in Kansas City.  I know it really tore up the East Coast but I live in Kansas City.  Last winter it was like 50 degrees all winter.  Instead of shoveling snow, people were raking leaves in January.

Those victorious pregnancy scares:  Let's just say I wasn't a virgin when I got married and there have been some close calls.  I'm thankful for all those times that I was dating a girl on her period.  Kept me off of Maury

Liner Notes:  I love to get a new CD and open up the liner to see all the lyrics and pictures inside.  They give an album a complete feel and with today's single oriented music market, we might lose that.  Without album covers and liner notes we won't be able to get a peek at what the artist is trying to accomplish with the album which is sad because it would really have stopped people from supporting Soulja Boy

Liberal Arts Education:  Without one, none of my friends would be able to accept jobs that are nowhere related to their majors.

Twitter:  I was late on the twitter thing but for me it's a virtual soapbox.  I can rant about anything at any time.  I even get to interact with a few celebrities.  The best thing about twitter is that, unlike facebook, none of the people that follow me really have some preconceived notion of my personality so I'm free to be my maniacal self.  @CogitoHayes

Pandora Radio:  It is a radio station for every mood.  I can listen to Marvin Gaye or DJ Quik.  That is a slice of heaven.

The Republican Party:  Anytime I think I've lost my grip on reality, I just turn on politics and think "Well, I might be crazy but these people have fucking lost it."  It makes me feel a lot more rational.

Free Wifi:  Every time I see someplace has free Wifi, I feel a little loved.  I usually don't even anything to do on the Internet but offer some free Wifi and I will gladly sit in your store and watch YouTube.

Porn Filters on Free Wifi:  Because I don't need that temptation.

Strippers:  These are usually a depressing group of people that work in thoroughly depressing places.  That's why you have to drink to be around them.  However, Stripper + Alcohol = Awesome.  What's the first thing I think about when I'm drunk?  Sex, of course.  What a perfect time to have naked women in front of you.

I could go on and on (and probably will) but if we are learning something in today's lesson, its that God has many beautiful things that we should appreciate more.  That thing might be a half dressed 19-year old, hearing Curtis Mayfield play of telling @NickCannon how wack he is.  We should all take the time to be thankful for these little miracles.

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