Today, I give thanks for….
Not being Michael Richards, aka Kramer.
Not being the Iraqi comedian shot for being an Iraqi comedian.
Waking up everday next to a guy who a few years in still makes me laugh and doesn’t irritate the fuck out of me (which is huge given my past history).
I guess they call that love.
A job that right about the time it gets my former stabby juices flowing gives me a bonus or an extra week off gratis. Those fuckers.
Friends and family that don’t actually piss me off a fraction as much as the dysfunctional movie script I write and re-write in my head.
No snow.
No earthquakes (yet).
Health without Geritol.
No turkey in my oven, or bun for that matter.
Riding top down in a convertible in November.
Reservations, an ocean view and an all you can eat buffet.
Happy Thursday to all non-livers in the U.S. Of A. And, have a rocking turkey to the rest.