Brad noted today that i seem to be very cynical. Cynical you say? No that can;t be i am happy and joyful, and I laugh with gusto. I cannot strike one as cynical. Looking back though I cannot deny that there is the slightest edge to my past posts.

I am certain that the problem is that I find the most humor in the cynical things. it is true that I have a gift for finding the funny in the darkest cloud. What I call gift others call morbid but i never cease to be amused so i will stick with gift. That being said It is also true that I see the beauty around me each today. In fact just today i went to Target. Whats more beautiful than a large red Target sign beckoning you home?

Now who's the cynic? I hear some of you suggesting that Target is not representative of the beauty around me. To this I say "Pish!" that's right "Pish" the international sound of disgust. Oh yes sunsets and mountain ranges hold appeal to those who do not seek a higher challenge but to those of us truly gifted in seeing the best in things, the cold red balls outside the Target store are transformed into crimson orbs of delight. Each aisle holding a new and exciting surprise. Nothing can cheer you faster than a Target store with a Starbucks inside. Truly its like a strong sedative.

I imagine that many of ye naysayers would prefer a swift kick in the groin over an hour or two browsing the offerings at target, or even a morning doing something like....I don't know .... a math gallery walk. But for my money, (and brad will attest to the sheer amount of money) Target is the unsung beauty in the world, and for us cynical enough to see it, the world holds a blessing at every corner....and just off freeway exit 9 in Ashland.