5-4-Fri: Reasons to Be Grateful This Week

This has been a banner week. Many reasons to be grateful. Five, in fact! (Surprise) Here they are in no particular order:

1. Forty-Four - A New President! (Okay, this is actually in some particular order.) Waaaay to go, Nation! What a busy Tuesday.

2. Thirty-Six - Not too huge here in the Colonies but, in the UK, this Wednesday's Guy Fawkes Day is a popular celebration of not blowing up the government in 1605 with, you guesssed it, 36 barrels of gunpowder. Naturally, no one would ever be so frustrated with insane national leadership these days that they'd want to do something drastic. Thank you Mr. President-elect for helping Americans find a more rational way to throw the bums out.

3. One Hundred and Sixteen - The estimable man, founder of The New Yorker, Harold Ross, was born, on Thursday, about a ga-jillion years ago, that's 116 to you, in 1892. His fan-tas-tic magazine, recently, had an inflammatory, ironic cover, mocking the mockers of our new President.

4. Twenty-Eight - People, I know Chapel Hill is a one-horse town (and that horse is Men's Basketball). I know that Roy Williams proved his infinite coolness when he let Obama play pick-up with the Boys in Blue and told Tyler that, "The next President of the United States is open." But the Football Team spanked Georgia Tech 28-7 on Saturday. Niiiice.

5. Seventy-Four - Are you grateful that, as of Sunday, there will be only 74 days until the Monkey Boy is gone, gone, gone? Woefully, there will be ten weeks in which the Bushies can pass all sorts of nutty stuff, install all sorts of nutsy agency staff, and deregulate their heads (psych!) off.

PS - Yes, we did! Oh, and "I Do" by Abra Moore from her album Everything Changed is change I can get behind; now playing on iTunes.