You can’t get there from here: Path to Happiness
It seems all I do lately is is swim around in serendipity's pool
(though, I'll admit, I can't swim, ride a bike, and after numerous years, I still cannot hold a conversation in Japanese).
I believe it to be courtesy of me being on the cutting edge, yet also a lazy enough, free-wheeling kind-of-guy that waits around long enough for that "new" piece of news I've discovered to not be so new anymore, but somehow, transmogrophies into being uncannily relevant to whatever on hand is being discussed (as illustrated above).
What makes you happy, on a Thursday?