I love happy flowers. I went to Trader Joe's yesterday and bought a bunch of daffodils. I remember buying them at Sproul all the time... I think I'll always associate daffodils with my Berkeley days.

Every morning on my walk to the bus stop I pass by this guy who works for the service crew in the housing community I live in. He always gives me this really big smile and says hi. I can't help but crack up and say hi back. It's funny to me because based on appearance alone you would think he's this really intimidating guy. If you think of any movie that has a prison scene, you'd see this guy. Thick mustache, shaved head, big build. But then he breaks out into this reallly big smile and says "good morning."

It's amazing what a flower or a smile can do for the attitude.