life's little joys numero uno...

I don't know if you can tell by my postings but I can be purty critical and negative sometimes too... Lately it seems like the whole world (okay not the whole world but pop culture, the media et al.) takes pride in being snarky and sarcastic. Therefore in the interest of spreading a little sunshine. Nah-I'm not about to go all Oprah and start a gratitude journal. Although there's something to be said about being grateful... I'm going to recount some little joys. Not all at once. That would be too syrupy for even me but every now and again as they spill out.

Today's joy is the street performers that play downtown. Not all of them. I could really do without the guy who dances like Michael Jackson in the subway. No I'm single-ing out these dudes who have marching band instruments that play on a different corner every day. They are the bomb and their music makes me happy. In fact it makes me want to put on something spangly and shake my butt! They are selling their CD. Wow, a CD of marching band music. I might have to hook it up. Then I can pretend I'm a majorette or booty shake girl in the privacy of my own living room. Shake it!