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Positive In 2012

Well here are some thoughts that have me smiling in 2012.  It's all about keeping smiles on our faces and our chins up.  So here it goes.

1.  My Broncos are in the playoffs for the first time in what feels like a lifetime.  Not in the playoffs?  Their arch-rival Raiders.  Also not in the playoffs are the New York Jets who have the most delusional and jaded fans known to sports.  Haven't won shit in 42 years.  Mark Sanchez has a lower passing rating than Tebow and Revis was amazing in their last three losses, putting the clamps down on each victors 3rd receiver.

2.  The Republican debates in Iowa are shaping up to be as wonderful as the previous debates.  Who knows who will be victorious, but at least Stewart and Colbert will have plenty of new material to work with.

3.  My mouth is still watering over the spread at the Kilt on NYE.  Pete's clam dip and lamb chops are always staples, but the steak, ravioli, sausage and peppers and crab dip was equally amazing.

4.  I woke up this morning and read post after post about the weather.  I thought people only talk about the weather when they don't have anything else to say to someone.  Saying it's cold in your status update?  That's like saying "my entire day will be spent like I'm stuck with a stranger in an elevator."  People like this make me feel good about myself, because I can laugh at them.  Because I know the trick to battling this is long sleeves.

5.  In the past week I've hung out with people ranging in age from 23 to 98 and every age in between.  It's amazing how you get different things from different people, but they all matter.  You get perspective from your elders.  You get friendship from your peers.  Then you get reminded of what it's like to have your whole life in front of you and that innocence you've long since lost.  I've talked to people I have known my entire life, people who I've known shortly and those I see now and then.  I've even talked to someone I've never met.  You have that comfort with those who knows you and who you've known and there is now worry when you speak.  Those who you've known shortly you tight rope along the line of what is and isn't acceptable and you learn who they are and they you.  Those we rarely see give us a break in some ways and show us another side.  Maybe one we're missing.  And those we've never met, we try and get to know and maybe one day they'll be someone who knows you better than any.

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