"Generally, when something nice happens, it's a person who has done a nice thing. I like to thank the person who did the nice thing.
If the sun shines in the Winter here in the Twin Cities, though, it's the weather. It happens. It's a nice thing that nobody did. Nobody to thank. I just enjoy the sunshine."
Just out of curiosity how do you come to explain your existance? Surely you don't subscribe to the spec of cosmic dust that exploded with a big bang and caused all of this? That always cracks me up...
"Just out of curiosity how do you come to explain your existance? Surely you don't subscribe to the spec of cosmic dust that exploded with a big bang and caused all of this? That always cracks me up...
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Gosh, I don't have to go back that far. As I understand it, sometime around Halloween in 1944, my parents got frisky (not something I dwell on). Nine months later, I emerged, probably bawling my head off. It's really simple. I'm thankful to my parents for having created me and for putting up with me, now, for 59 years (the first 18 were the worst, because I lived with them.)