Be nice - it probably won't hurt you

I don't know if you've noticed or not, but I'm a little bit lazy.  There is no sense in exerting myself when somebody else can do something as well as or better than I.

So today I'm sending you to read another blog: 366 Random Acts of Kindness. 
Here's where it started: Tomorrow It Begins

I don't know the author of this blog.  I only know of its existance because it was Tuesday's Blog of Note.  In a nutshell, it's some guy who feels so blessed in his life with a pretty wife and a darling new baby that he decided he would do a random act of kindness every day in 2012. 

Does he expect something in return?  Maybe fame and fortune.  Maybe just that warm glow that comes from being nice when you don't have to be.

Merry Christmas!

Actually, it's Valentine's Day.  I just wanted to see if you were paying attention.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

May you give and receive love and friendship today and always,

for what good is love if it can't be given away?

Cold feet

Here we are half way through February and I haven't found my winter slippers yet.  Last year I didn't find them till April but I remember putting them some place then where I could find them more easily this winter.  But I forget where that was.  The slippers are fuzzy and bright red.  Not exactly hard to spot, but I haven't seen hide nor hair of them since last spring.  

I could just buy another pair, but that seems like throwing money away needlessly.  After all, I have a perfectly good, practically new pair of slippers around here somewhere.  I got them one Christmas to go with a bright red nightgown.  As a matter of fact I'm wearing that red nightgown right now.  With blue flowered mules.

And my feet are freezing.

Dreamin' Big

My mouse has developed a squeak.  My computer mouse is squeaking every time I move it.

Now why would it do that?  It's an optical mouse.  I don't think it has any moving parts except the scroll wheel on top and that's not what's squeaking.

I suppose it could have some kind of  Pinocchio-syndrome thing going on.  You know, maybe it wants to be a "real mouse"?

I think my mouse had better be satisfied with what it is.  As far as I'm concerned, what it is is important enough for me. 

You don't have to be satisfied with who you are,

If you can't be what you want to be, be the best of what you are

What's That You Say?

I have a new favorite saying:  "Jackass stupid" 

I heard it from a character in a 1950 western movie the other day and I thought to myself, "I've got to remember that one!"   And so I have.

I managed to use it at least once an hour today.  Several times in some sentences.  And while on the road going and coming, I mentioned to some driver or another that if they were going to be that jackass stupid, they should just get off the road. 

I had the other people in my office using it when I wasn't.  The IT people at the Dumass Corporation were just being jackass stupid - all day long.  (And I apologize to all jackasses for the unfavorable comparison.)

At the rate we're using it, we'll probably wear it out by summer.  We are so juvenile at times, but can we help it if so many people are just plain jackass stupid?