How about a "Transcript" for those of us with dial-up that are "Youtube Challenged"? ??? ;D
As we navigate through the erratic weather of this winter season, wondering what might next befall us (ninety-degrees-Celsius heatwave? A glacier rolling down Lake Shore Drive?), it becomes increasingly vital to take our minds off the hideous and unknowable future, instead focusing it firmly on the glorious and transitory present.
So try this on for size: on Thursday the Seventh of February, we’ll be cleaning up the sixteenth floor like Chuck Bronson cleaned up the Bronx. Oh yes. If you have a shelf in the supply room: clean it. Your desk: clean it. Your home: I’m sure it’s spotless. But if not! Clean it.
But you’re a product of the modern age. You read The Fountainhead for that essay contest in high school. You know what’s what. So what’s in it for you? Well friend, only the greatest gift one human being can give another – no, not unconditional love, but something even more precious: pizza. And not just any pizza, but pizza from Lou Malnatis, which is to ordinary pizza what Louis XIV was to an ordinary Frenchman: Le Roi-Soleil of pizzas!
So roll up those sleeves. Put on that bib. Get ready. Get set.
As always, this is brought to you by the Happiness Committee. Smile: we’re monitoring your dreams.