Joy Through December – Day 17

I’m not sure if it qualifies as a guilty pleasure but as the years have passed I confess I’ve derived a great deal of joy from a magical place known as Oz. Laugh. Tease. Do what you will. However, I know I’m not alone on this one. There are masses of people that believe Oz is where you get clarity. That Oz is the key to life. We all need singing little people sending us on a personal quest over a yellow brick road to find the heart, brains, and courage to make our dreams come true. I on the other hand derive joy from flying monkeys. I mean who the capital eff doesn’t want a pet flying blue faced monkey? It would be pretty cool now that you think about it. Seems we could find a few jobs to employ people trying to make that a reality. Boom. New industry and market created while helping diminish unemployment. You can thank me later.