With New Year’s Eve on the horizon, there’s a good chance some partying is in your future. If you need beer for a whole slew of people, Pabst has you covered. Residents of Quebec have spotted 99-packs of PBR in stores around the area, which means, if you happen to be in Quebec, your party shopping can be taken care of in one fell swoop. Yes, unfortunately that means you probably won’t see this at your corner bodega if you live in the States and will have to resort to buying beer the old-fashioned way, one six-pack at a time, but we still enjoy the idea of carrying this thing out to our car as bystanders question our life decisions. If you’re in Quebec, please buy one in our honor.
And then there was that one time (yesterday) that I was thinking pretty much everyone I meet and know in the here and now aren’t dicks. It’s a big shift in my perspective.
When I was younger I used to believe that most people were assholes but then as I was thinking more yesterday, I realized my thoughts had changed. For the better. More than likely I just remembered the assholes, too, that they made more of an impression on me. Because they were obnoxious. And I was real good at that whole focusing on the negative instead of the positive thing. Over and over again.
Your 90s heroes, Bush, sang “I’m addicted to bullshit” way back when. I can relate to that. “Addicted” is a pretty strong word but bullshit was what I knew.
Anyways, along the same lines, we find what we’re looking for and having a clearer mind at the moment, I can honestly say that the people I encounter now are decent, caring human beings. Doing their best to make the world a better place. Doing more than they have to in life.
Not that they go full-tilt, Mother Teresa kinda shit, but they do just a little bit more than required. Just a little bump extra. And that’s what makes all the difference in people’s lives. Going full-tilt can burn me out. It’s better if I just do a little bit more, be a little bit more each day.
In the same song Bush also sang “it’s all the little things that kill.” But wait, the little things can make the world pretty awesome, too.
Another big part to all of this is the people I hang out with. Not too many unsavory types these days. Regardless of what the magnet says, “like” can and also attract “like.”
I’m grateful for my friends, you guys. Just knowing all of you makes me a better person.
And to quote that same song one final time, “bigger you give, bigger you get.”
I wanna be big today and all of you help me get there. Watching you give, inspires me to.
Maggie as we’re leaving Target last night: Why don’t people steal the shopping carts?
Me: Well, out of all the things I stole, shopping carts never really appealed to me. They don’t have the functional value of say…a wheelchair.
Me: I guess there was that one time…
Maggie: All of your “one time” stories usually end badly.
Me: No, this is my only out-of-the ordinary run-in with a shopping cart. In one restaurant I worked at I was pushing the assistant manager in a cart up and down the alley behind work. We got it going pretty fast.
Me: That’s all there is to my story. Nobody ended up in the hospital and we abandoned the cart. See, shopping carts lose their appeal after a few minutes. Kinda like the wheelchair did in your Uncle Shaun and I’s apartment.