In light of the oodles of awful news facing us today, I thought we could all do with a figurative cup o' cheer. I hope the following will warm the sad, frozen cockles of your hearts, as they did mine—at least a little. ^_^
Extra Bonus: Send pictures, thoughts, links, whatever! that make you happy to happyshakesville@yahoo.com, and I'll compile them into more happy posts!
If you haven't already seen this video, you're in for a treat. :)
Woo, finals are done! And now I want a hamster.
This is the pretteh kitteh at my Beloved's base in Afghanistan. They just call it "FOB Cat" (FOB = Forward Operating Base). I think they don't name the animals because they aren't really supposed to let them hang around.
And now, some lol-creatures!
My Beloved and I, back in May at his sister's graduation. Hey, it makes me happy. ^_^
Some textual happiness, for those of you less visually-inclined.
How happy is the little StoneI should preface this one with an admission that I'm not entirely sure it's a technically "happy" poem - I find ee cummings somewhat inscrutable, at times - but this was the first poem of his that I read and I love how it sounds.
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears --
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity --
- Emily Dickinson
anyone lived in a pretty how townI think this might be the most simultaneously disturbing and adorable thing I've ever seen.
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was
all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.
Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain
-- ee cummings
Booze! It's what the doctor ordered. :)
Righteous revolution!
This made me laugh out loud—really!
Okay, sorry, he's just so damn sexy!
Now go on and send me the things that make you happy!
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