Pure joy for me is sitting at the piano, surrounded by friends, just playing and singing anything. If I know it, I'll play it. If I've heard it, I'll do my best to fake my way through it so that the person who requested it gets their moment. Extra points if someone names a 90s cartoon theme song; I'll get even happier. (Duck Tales, woo-ooh!)
My conversations with friends regularly wander. It's not uncommon for me to have a couple of "how did we get here?" moments. My train of thought may change course occasionally, but it never derails. Besides, who doesn't love a good Seinfeld or Simpsons quote sprinkled into your talk about economics ("No soup for you!") or Bush Jr.'s presidency (D'oh!!)?
I'm extremely loyal to my friends.
Exercising one's brain is just as important as exercising one's body. I do both often.
Kermit the Frog finally got his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, and it's about time! As a piano player, I'm waiting for Rowlf to get the honor.