When I used to have my students respond to journal prompts (before I realized that I fucking hate correcting journals and that one of the bright spots of teaching and tenure is the right to say Hell No! to journals), I would ask them to describe a perfect day.
Most of the entries revolved around food. I am not kidding. Parents should know that they could give their kids perfect days, not by taking them to Disneyland or buying them the newest gadgets, but by having the cherubs create a menu for all three meals. Think of the money saved!
Yesterday, I re-read DEAD RECKONING, wrote some, dicked around on the internet, re-watched most of TRUE BLOOD Season Three* (I was getting my Southern vampire on), and ate buffalo chicken pizza.
I tell you, it was a perfect day.
*The viewing took a long time because the DVDs are chock-full of commentaries. I would have to watch an ep and then re-watch it with the commentary on. Because I'm sick like that. Incidentally, TRUE BLOOD has to be one of the best work environments that I've heard of. Everyone was full of compliments for their co-workers, full-on make-you-blush appreciation. Sure, they could be laying it on for the microphone, but I like to think everybody was sincere. When you think of the typical nightmare actor wrapped up in ego-centrism and pretty dumb, the performers and writers and directors of TRUE BLOOD completely lay waste to that stereotype. Which was an unexpected benefit to listening to the commentaries.
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