Some Days, Chickens…
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Just a quickie for today, friends…
Isn’t it funny how some days things just seem to “click”? And then, of course, there’s days where nothin’ seems to go right. We’ve all been there, don’cha know.
A good friend of mine, Jerry Arledge used to put it this way:
“Some days, chickens; some days, feathers.”
But what is it that determines just what kind of a day it’s going to be for you? How do you know what kind of a day you’re going to have?
I’d like to submit to you that for the most part, it’s up to you!
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I agree! Whether or not one is happy is in large part choice. Or course, others don’t agree, but I won’t expect to find any of them here.
What!?! Somebody might not agree with us?! Well, that’s just wrong! How can anybody disagree with what are obviously well-thought out positions such as ours? I think we should hunt those people down and - (Sound of blunt object hitting back of head.)
Um, we now return you to your regularly scheduled program…
What? You mean it’s all my fault? Robert, that’s just mean. (sound of snicker escaping lips)And I like chicken!
Fault - blame - credit - rewards -
Let’s not quibble about the little stuff, Larry!
Hey, I like chicken, and garlic, too; but it doesn’t like me, exactly… :-\
Oh yeah, with barbecue sauce cooked over a wood pit.
Hey, Larry, whenever we talk about eatin’ chicken, I remember this image.
Bwa-ha-ha-ha!