Dj Steckelberg

All of America will take time out this week to reflect on the things we are thankful for.

However, I feel there are a few things that go unthanked, things that we forget about, things that make our lives worth living.

Here is a list of a few of the things I am thankful for. This list helps me along and reminds me why I like sticking around.

DRUGS: I don’t care what you do on your own time. You can drink a pint of turpentine and smoke a pound of comet if you want to! I’m not talking about that crap so settle, sheesh.

I am referring to the prescription and over-the-counter meds that we get from our friendly neighborhood doctor. They may find a cure for the common cold some day, but with Nyquil on the market who needs one?

ESCALATORS: When I was but a wee lad growing up in Chamberlain, I knew we had arrived in a big city as soon as I saw the first escalator.

Now, if only the school would put in a few moving sidewalks around campus we would all feel that pride of going to one of the top schools in the nation.

THE PRINTED WORD: I think books and newspapers look so beautiful. I really should take the time one of these days to learn how to read.

CHEESE: Ah! The power of cheese. The world’s great binder.

What sandwich is complete with out a slice of wonderful cheese? Okay, PB&J would take a nose dive.

And, come to think of it, I don’t need cheese on my sandwich to enjoy it. I’m not even sure it holds that much power over me. I do like it though.

Ah! The sometimes enjoyable but not always appropriate presence of cheese.

DOG’S BALLS: The simple act of playing fetch with a furry companion can make your week.

“CALVIN AND HOBBES”: Still the greatest cartoon strip ever. I still learn more about who I want to be as a person and a citizen from that strip than from any other single source.

ATTACK OF THE CLONES: What a great way to prove that you can have really terrible acting out of some of your principal actors and still have a great show. Oh, and Yoda.

SPEL CHEQUE: If I didn’t have thiz thig know won cood reed my colum.

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