“For His anger endures but for a moment; in His favor is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” – Psalm 30:5
I’m thankful for God in Heaven, who I hope hasn’t grown tired of my dad’s jokes yet.
I’m thankful for my mom, whose strength puts Nancy Reagan to shame.
I’m thankful for the next generation of Brodigan who will be welcomed into the world this Spring.
I’m thankful for my brother-in-law Keith. The added stress of suddenly being the, for lack of a better phrase, “man of the house” was made easier because I know after these past two months that, Heaven forbid something ever happened to me, I have complete faith and trust that Keith would be there to take care of the only two things that matter to me: my mom and my sister.
I’m thankful for a fifteen minute conversation I had with retired detectives Danny Kotter and Jerry Fenney.
Continue reading
One is a genius. The other is…a brain. Folks, these are the jokes.
The latest in the struggle to get mixed martial arts legalized in New York is the UFC (or more specifically, parent company Zuffa) 
Have a rough day? Feeling alone? Confused? Just thrown out of the private park you were illegally squatting in? Well wipe those tears away and settle down for your weekly dose of right wing extremism. That’s right kids. It’s political podcasting answer to Sodom and Gammorah, where the RINOs and the Radicals come together as one. Mic check. MIC CHECK! This is THE RIGHT HOOK!
Well no, he didn’t sell out in the “rational” sense. It’s just that whenever you hear the words “bi-partisan” or “compromise” there’s someone who accuses you of selling out, and let’s be honest…it got you to click the link.
