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Beautiful Sunday

I know it's officially Monday already but I'm just now going to bed. But what a fantastic day today, even though the world sucks, the economy sucks, my life sucks, I have no heat, I have no job, and the Chiefs lost again (no real surprise there, really.) Still, life is good!

Don't know why I'm just feeling all grateful and such today, and I'm not even being sarcastic for a change. Hitting the sack now, but hope you all had a beautiful day, and here's to a great week ahead!
Daniel Boone - Beautiful Sunday

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  1. Doug - Maybe it's me, but I think I enjoy your musical taste more when you have the "it's me about the world" attitude.

    :-)

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  2. darn...about is supposed to be against.

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  3. Yep, and you know that's usually me mostly. I like the angst best, I relate more so. Sometimes I lapse, though. :-)

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  4. I remember that song! Corny but GREAT! I LOVE corn!

    And Doug!? I don't know what's happening to you, but me likey! You know, the other day, when you SO got the "make a wish" thing?

    Yup...sumpthin good is goin on inside that cold and jobless life of yours...goes ta show ya, you/we don't need much to have a happy moment. :) It's all about attitude man...attitude...and of course that "make lemonade" thing.

    Again, FUN CORNY song! Enjoyed it. Made me happy!

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  5. I have never heard this before. It sounds very Partridge Family. Yes, happy.

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  6. Corny is right, and not that there's anything wrong with that, the me liking it and stuff. Lumina, yep, it is attitude and choice about how any one deals. I always knew that even when I was rich, which pisses me off those whether rich or poor don't get. Anyway. Whatever.

    RAIN! I can not believe, even the youngster that you are, haven't ever heard this song! Of course it is very Partridgy. Partidgey. Don't know which is right, but very bubble gum either way. It was 1972, kind of the way to go, but it does make me happy anyway still, so screw it. I'll go back to pissed off soon enough. :-)

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