This silliness never fails to get at least a giggle out of me.
It’s like Trump at a Trump rally! (except nobody’s laughing)
To show my appreciation for the thought behind this thread and also for some sweet tuba tunes I present this offering to your well coifed lama glama self:
From my best and only tuba tunes stash.
Oh, you know what else makes me happy? Bird watching. Birds are cool, fascinating, beautiful, and fun to find. They’re also nicely challenging to get a decent photo of.
Making stuff and seeing stuff that other people made makes me happy!
A couple of random things that make me happy:
My grandma still sends me letters and cards and still puts stickers on them. Somehow, after all these years, they seem to be the same stickers she was using when I was little.
I recently decided to give anime a try. After a long tough day of being an adult, the moment the animation and theme song start up, all thoughts of work, bills, and obligations instantly vanish and I’m a little kid again. Feel like I did decades ago watching Saturday morning or after-school cartoons, but with better plots and characters.
Make A Wish makes me very happy, but then there is the let down…
People having dreams come true - no matter how trivial - makes me happy.
Eduard Khil always makes me smile and sometimes can make me deliriously happy.
Hey kids. Just in case you have some data destruction to do.
Seriously though. I like fire, and explosions. This is an hour long talk, but it’s fun. (It makes me happy.)
This topic. I’m going to live here for a while and think about something good to share.
Nit sure how well this’ll come out but:
Makes me happy. Until I ruin it, LOL. But I don’t care, coz making terrible watercolours makes me happy.
Jonathan Richman. In just these couple of cute demos, he’s got insight, warmth, compassion, romance, defiance, humour, harmony. I could go on!
Hockey Jesus, decked out in Bruin’s colors always made me happy, until one sunny day I got a good look through the helmet face shield and saw that it was really Mary, our Lady of Hockey. Oh well, still makes me happy every time I drive by her perched high atop a wall.
Shakespeare makes me happy, especially when performed (sorta) by children, with nice music in the background:
Dancing with the six year old at ‘Cohen Everybody Knows’.
Layer on layer on layer of feelings, ending with watching him and being happy he does not jet understand (the text).