I like Cheese garlic croutons . . . and how the word "cheese" is spelled. I like that. I just like that we have an alphabet, actually. I like that the letters come in order, and that's the way it is. I like that my front yard is filled with trees who I can remember being only a foot tall, and that even though the rhodedendrons are fading from their season and our raspberry bushes have mysteriously shrunk, the fuchsias are in bloom along with the roses, and the same giant pink bush is still there as it always has been. I like the way the sky turns purple every night at about nine thirty this time of year. I like how I can say, "I don't want this silly Fleetwood mac stuck in my head," then just click a few buttons, and have the Beach Boys playing. I like the Beach Boys...after Pet Sounds. They make me feel happy, and they remind me of dance camp in fourth grade. I like the movie My Girl. And Rudy. They both make me cry. I like playing football. I like that I don't care I sound as cheesy as those amazing croutons... I like trail mix, too. I love trail mix. And Joseph Fiennes. And Christopher Durang.