So are you happy? I think that is the big million dollar question. I was speaking to a group of

high school students recently, and I overheard a young woman say to a young man. I think they probably

were both between 16, 17, maybe 18 years old. And she leaned over to him and she said, are you

happy? And it was a tender moment. I could tell that this was about to be something

pretty sweet. And I wish that I could tell you that they had a long philosophical discussion

and that I learned so much about kids these days and the future is bright with our youth.

But the young man said something to the effect of, well, that's a dumb question. And he pointed

to his phone and he simply said memes, to which I of, well, that's a dumb question. And he pointed to his phone and he simply

said memes, to which I first felt incredibly old and second, I had to agree that while I have

been really late to the game with regard to memes, they are pretty funny. But I don't know if

they are the key to happiness. With regard to happiness on another note over the weekend, my wife

and I saw a sign on the side of a car,

and I even took a picture of it because I knew that I wouldn't be able to do this justice as

time passed and my memory eroded. But the sign said, I own a home in, and then insert local

retirement community in my area there, which happens to be a very nice planned community for

people 55 and

older that has not one but two golf courses, restaurants, a world-class gym, softball complex,

and it seems to be over a million pickleball courts. The side of his car, the sign says,

but I own a home in, and then retirement community, turns out it's the best public dog toilet that money can

buy. Clearly, this man is the epitome of when I do my classic old man bit where I yell,

get off my lawn, but I would venture to guess that this man is probably not very happy.

He literally took time out of his day to have a very large sign made that he puts on

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