Every now and then I have to remind myself, that life is too short to let the bozos, pretenders, fakers, and general riff-raff bring you down.
Sometimes I feel like I am Al Bundy and that I never get a break.
Then I am reminded that I am just fine. I know who I am, and that's fine.
I am a loyal friend to the end, you can try and teat me like a doormat, and that's ok. I will smile, and think of some happiness, a snickerdoodle cookiee, a 40 yr old cognac, and I wil be just fine.
Life is too short, and I like to have fun.