Some things are simply irreplaceable (standard:humor, 908 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Jan 31 2010	Views/Reads: 3412/2067	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I was having a wonderful time and everything seemed to be going like clockwork. Then I got out of bed. I thought I was awake but I was only acting. I remember getting out of bed and shuffling off to the kitchen and pouring a cup of coffee in my favorite c

I was having a wonderful time and everything seemed to be going like
clockwork. Then I got out of bed. I thought I was awake but I was only 
acting. I remember getting out of bed and shuffling off to the kitchen 
and pouring a cup of coffee in my favorite coffee mug. I have had this 
coffee mug as far back as I can remember. I never start a day out 
without a good old cup of Joe in my favorite coffee mug. 

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain coming from my right foot and then it
seemed like it was on fire. 

I looked down only to see my favorite coffee mug smashed on my favorite
right foot and my toes dancing some kind of exotic jig. My coffee mug 
was beyond repair, but my right foot was another story. 

I am not sure how I am going to start my day anymore without my favorite
mug. Sure, I could get another one, but it would not be the same. Some 
things cannot be replaced for any amount of money. Of course, offer me 
$1 million for that cup, and see how I forget that cup. 

If you stop to think of it, and who has time to think about anything
these days, some things are absolutely replaceable. I, for instance, 
shall always cherish fond memories of my favorite morning coffee cup. 

I could either bemoan my loss or drink my morning coffee from a
substitute. I know a substitute is never quite the same, but at least 
it gets the job done of getting the all-important caffeine into my 
system. 

I had just adjusted to using my new coffee cup when I heard some very
disturbing news. 

Whenever I feel upbeat and cheerful I always know what to do. It is
rather simple. I always turn to the news. Nothing can bring me down to 
earth faster than the latest news broadcast. These men and women are 
trained to deliver to you and me bad news. 

What in the world would they do if a day... or an hour... would go by
without anything terrible happening in the world? Of course, we all 
know what they do. They would make up the news and follow a balloon. 

I am not sure I believe anything I hear on the news broadcast. How do I
know what is really happening? It used to be that you could trust good 
ole uncle Walter, but those days have gone by the way of the hula-hoop. 


Here is the thing that disturbed me so terribly. Personally, I think it
is a hoax. Then, what if it really is true. 

This past week we celebrated Groundhog Day. One of the great holidays of
the year, as far as I am concerned. I celebrate this day by going out 
and purchasing a fresh apple fritter. With all of the reverence that 
goes into celebrating this special holiday, I carefully and reverently 
dedicate the eating of that apple fritter to Groundhog Day. 

Such sacred days deserve special remembrance. 

Then, to bring my world crashing around me, some newscaster reported
that there was a plot underway to replace Punxsutawney Phil with a 
robot. 

I know what you are thinking! Such blasphemy should carry with its
severe criminal penalties. 

However, somebody with his hatband just a little bit too tight suggested
that Groundhog Day celebration was a terrible hardship on the groundhog 
populace. For some reason he thought, the groundhogs being awakened 
early on Groundhog Day created some kind of a mental hardship on the 
little furry creatures. 

Just how that person knew about mental hardship on animals escaped the
reporter's report. Somehow, these people believe that severe atrocities 
are taking place among the groundhog population because they are being 
awakened out of a midwinter's sleep. 

How do they know, but just maybe those groundhogs enjoy being aroused


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