Cobra Kai is going down.

I had beers with my friend Rocco tonight. Is it still happy hour if it lasts three and a half hours?

I’m going to say yes, simply because I laughed my ass off. I was laughing so much that I forgot to be mad. And I have had a pretty good mad going the last few days. So forgetting to be mad is really saying something. Something like Rocco and I are both mean, awful people who laugh at the expense of others. And ourselves. But we laughed a lot – and the day before Rocco’s last day at work, too! He got laid off. And yet we toasted to the future.

And then I came home and Lil’ Frankfurter pooped in the living room and I still wasn’t mad. And 30 Rock wasn’t a rerun. And life is good.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I am still knee-deep in figuring out this whole anger business. But a nice intermission of laughter? Well, that really worked for me. Because that’s an emotion I know how to handle.

So Rocco? This is for you.

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