Julie Andrews will not be singing "So long, farewell", this year

2016 This year We lost: King (of golf) Prince A Princess, of a far away galaxy A Professor of the Dark Arts A Starman A Candy Man A First Lady A Lovely Lady An Eagle A Fish And A Singing Nun And we mourn Because they entertained us. But we also lost 14 members of the military 138 police officers And 89 firemen And we mourn Because they protected us. But even more importantly a lot of us suffered personal tragedies. And for me, that made this the worst year ever. Yet, there were some Reasons to celebrate Because this year: We found a vaccine for ebola. The United States had it's first woman presidential candidate. Green sea turtles, white tailed deer, grizzly bears, and giant pandas have been taken off the endangered list. For the first time in 100 years, the number of tigers in the wild has increased. Measles has been totally eradicated from the Americas. and The Chicago Cubs won the World Series! Was it the best year? Good God, no! But it wasn't the absolute worst either. Still, I'm glad we can finally say goodbye to 2016. And I DO hope the door hits it on it's ass on the way out.

"Filthydelphia", possessive trash, and poop

So, I went to some Tile Place with a friend on Washington and 15th Street In Philly Got out of the car, And stepped into a sh*t-pile Of everything That every person who Has ever lived in Philly Owns. They just dumped it. There. On the sidewalk Bottles, broken glass, Cups, cigarettes, ketchup packets, Cheetos, plastic bags, a seashell. And I couldn't even handle it. So I did my random act of kindness For today. I went to the Tile Store and asked for a trash bag. He looked at me funny look, But gave it to me. The gloves that I keep in my bag ripped when I put them on. (Always prepared: I still carry them around from my years at Bancroft) So, I went to Dunkin Donuts And asked them for gloves to clean up the trash. The counter workers (not one American), all gathered around me and wanted to know "What trash?" I said the trash in the street. They asked: "What trash in the street?" I said "I don't know, the trash in the street, the trash in the street" Because if you say something twice It has more impact. So they gave me gloves. And I walked around And picked up safe trash. No glass. Nothing that looked like anybody's mouth had been on it. And I filled the bag about halfway. But I stopped when I got To a pile of poop. People poop. Seriously? So I turned around, and brought the bag to the girl who was outside Dunkin Donuts cleaning, and sweeping up the trash around there. I said "Here you go!" She asked what it was. I said "it's trash." She shook her head, she didn't want it. I said, "It's trash, right here, trash from in front of your store, I'm doing your job for you, trash, it's trash." She said no. I smiled, took my gloves off, plopped the bag of trash on top of her sweepy broom thing anyway. Then turned around and left. So if you go to the Dunkin Donuts On Washington Ave Be wary. They're possessive of their trash. They don't want you to pick it up for them. If you do clean it up anyway, don't put it in their dumpsters. And watch out that you don't step in people poop.