I Give THANKS

First and foremost, I give thanks that there are still people in this world that enjoy coming to my ‘shop’ and reading my drivel.   I’m just a little fish in mighty big sea of quantum souls, and that, after 12 years (yes, this site is that old) I am still getting commentary and input, beyond that of ‘wots in me hed’.   I can’t thank you all enough in that regard.

I give thanks that, even as I am getting older, I am still in decent health, able to do for myself without assistance.   I give thanks that my Da, much older than I (only, not really: only 28 years.  Doesn’t seem like all that much these days.) is much the same.  Yeah, he needs a little help picking stuff up, doesn’t last as long when swingin’ an axe to split wood, but he IS still doing those things of his own will.   I have HUGE shoes to fill in my future, and I give thanks that the bar is that high.

I give thanks to my sisters.   You taught me how to be a man that respects women: I see many examples of the other sort every day.   That alone makes me special in ways I can’t articulate in short form, like in this blog.

I give thanks to my Grands, for without thier genetic makeup, I might be something completely different in this world: I rather like this version of me and can not imagine any other.  (just a little solipsism slip there,,,,)

I give thanks to Brudda B, you know why,   words sully the content.

I give thanks to the rest of my Kayak-y friends,,,  You hold me to my bullshit, but you drive me in other ways and thats a good thing.   Broader horizons than I would find on my own.

I give thanks that the world’s collective conciousness WOKE UP and realized that insanity was rampant.   It was a simple election cycle, but signs of healing abound already.   I can only hope the momentum continues, or even increases.   Keep up the good work on a personal/local level and maybe we will see an end to the insanity without the world burning down around our ears.

I’m off to visit the Fam, eat too danged much, and bring back some ‘dead dinosaur’ for the kittehs and Voo.   They deserve a little treat just as much as we do.   (they don’t feel the need to celebrate thanksgiving; the little rats are self absorbed psychopaths, confident they are the pinnacle of genetic excellence.  Loves ’em anyways,,,)

Y’all take care, be safe, don’t over-do it (LOL,,,yeah, right!,,,,) and I will see ya later this weekend with other thoughts and dribbles from the recesses of my cranium.

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