I am thankful for pine needles.
I am thankful for uncivil engineering.
I am thankful for rapture-ready Christians.
I am thankful for my balls.
I am thankful for synergistic competencies across solution implementation, product/platform technologies and selling channels.
I am thankful for Potted Meat Product.
I am thankful for like, whatever.
I am thankful for standards-based curriculum mapping.
I am thankful for palpable resentments on a stick.
I am thankful for Thursday.
I am thankful for fresh pink pencil erasers.
I am thankful for leveraging on-demand business intelligence solutions.
I am thankful for the Incredible Hulk of dogs, Wendy the whippet.
I am thankful for the hypertext transfer protocol and to the republic for which it stands, except where otherwise noted.
I am thankful for “88” sounding like “fortune fortune” in Cantonese.
I am thankful for habeas corpus, Corpus Christi, and corpus delicti with special sauce.
I am thankful for gratitude.
I am thankful for two-headed snakes blinking in sync.
I am thankful for latent-trajectory and latent-growth-curve models for a dependent variable having ordered categories.
I am thankful for every serviceable device.
I am thankful for sand.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
My first public blog was written under a pseudonym. The blog was called ‘Radical Happiness’. It was a series of short posts of things I was thankful for. Happy Thanksgiving Americans.
Thanks, John. As you may know our national steteotype of Canadians is that you all are excessively polite, so a blog devoted to thanking the universe does seem somewhat in character. :)
*claps*
“I am thankful for “88” sounding like “fortune fortune” in Cantonese.” :)
Dear Dave,
You’re weird.
In the best possible hypertext.
Just thought you might want to know.
Sincerely,
Your friend
PS I’m grateful for weirdness. It keeps us from sanity.
What? NOOOOOOO!
Well, O.K. Maybe a little.
I am thankful for two-headed snakes blinking in sync
I am thankful for writing that can make me smile.
I am thankful for comments from peripatetic naturalist-bloggers.
like.
& where to procure potted meat product?
I don’t know. It’s usually in the Spam aisle around here. And the full name is actually “Potted Meat Food Product,” just in case anyone had doubts.
As a Brit and thus on paper congenitally inclined to sneer at public thanksgivings of any sort, I am thankful for anyone cracked enough to be grateful out loud for fresh pink pencil erasers, two-headed snakes blinking in sync and his balls.
Well, you know me, Dick — I’m a deeply religious man. I think it’s important to feel gratitude not just for the good things but for whatever life throws my way, be it two-headed snakes, standards-based curriculum mapping, or balls.
“Standards-based curriculum mapping.” I’m thankful for five days away from it.
I can well believe that.
I am ever thankful for your ability to make me snort, chortle or otherwise snicker, especially when I’m at work.