Some days I pertain to being a sports fan and I admire team games much more than individual pursuits. Jumpers for goals posts? Marvellous.

Football - Liverpool FC and Brentford.

Rugby - Harlequins

Cricket - Middlesex

NHL - Chicago Blackhawks

Baseball - Boston Red Sox

Why this needed to be done I dunno, but my colours have been shown now.

I've got a Gimlet going on here.

Taken from "Look down from clouds" by Marvin Levine

Escher got it right.
Men step down and yet rise up,
the hand is drawn by the hand it draws,
and a woman is poised on her very own shoulders.

Without you and me this universe is simple,
run with the regularity of a prison.
Galaxies spin along stipulated arcs,
stars collapse at the specified hour,
crows u-turn south and monkeys rut on schedule.

But we, whom the Cosmos shaped for a billion years
to fit this place, we know it failed.
For we can reshape,
reach an arm through the bars
and, Escher-like, pull ourselves out.

And while whales feeding on mackerel
are confined forever in the sea,
we climb the waves,
look down from clouds.

Happiness, now there's an interesting obsession. Yes, I agree with your point of chasing a fictitious notion of happiness. You certainly can gain enjoyment from many sources, often the most mundane or just the company of a friend. Joy to me is mainly momentary though and the worst drug of them all, I want to feel joy all the time and that's impossible.

What I am seeking is fulfilment of a sort, the type of lasting joy that sticks with you through thick and thin and generally just makes me think, "You know what? I think I am content with my lot". It may not be great all of the time, but there will be sufficient positives in my life so as the misery will not take the gloss of my life right now.

/End garbled rant.

Kooky.

I spent all night banging on the kitchen table, and I'm exhausted.

Never again will I leave my Terry's Chocolate Orange in the freezer.

My new girlfriend just found out that I'm 42.

She said, "You told me that you were 28 and a half!"

I said, "I am if you think about it."

Excellent, my presence has not been documented on film, master lurker.

Y'all look... jolly

No more Catan.

I'll probably be hanging about in the shed practicing autoerotic asphyxia.