{"id":81,"date":"2003-08-30T14:50:46","date_gmt":"2003-08-30T22:50:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jokeofalltrades.com\/root\/?p=81"},"modified":"2003-08-30T14:50:46","modified_gmt":"2003-08-30T22:50:46","slug":"a-fine-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/2003\/08\/30\/a-fine-day\/","title":{"rendered":"A Fine Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\nToday is truly a glorious day.  I have, for more than six years, been suffering under the oppresive and inescapable weight of a profound existential dilemma. Naturally, I expected today to be confronted by the same unresolvable issues, but as I was doing some light cleaning around my room this morning, I made a breakthrough. I was listening to <a href=\"http:\/\/us.imdb.com\/name\/nm0240381\/\">Hilary Duff<\/a> sing <i>What Dreams Are Made Of<\/i>, a sublime (if utterly disposable) poppy number from the soundtrack to <a href=\"http:\/\/us.imdb.com\/title\/tt0306841\/\"><i>The Lizzie McGuire Movie<\/i><\/a>. Normally, I sing along to such things without ever consciously processing the lyrics, but this morning, I caught myself singing:\n<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p class=\"verse\">\nHave you ever wondered what life is about?<br \/>\nYou could search the world and never figure it out.<br \/>\nYou don&#8217;t have to sail the oceans, no, no, no!<br \/>\nHappiness is no mystery, it&#8217;s here and now, it&#8217;s you and me!\n<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\nProblem solved! Hilary Duff is the source of happiness.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nI think I still might sail the oceans, though.\n<\/p>\n<p>\n&hellip;\n<\/p>\n<p>\nOn a wholly unrelated note: on this day, many, many years ago, <em>two<\/em> of my college roommates were born. <strong>Happy birthday, Stephanie, and happy birthday, Ray!<\/strong> I do hope it is a good one&hellip;\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"np\">\nNP: Bl&uuml;mchen, <i>Denk Noch Mal Dr&uuml;ber Nach<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is truly a glorious day. I have, for more than six years, been suffering under the oppresive and inescapable weight of a profound existential dilemma. Naturally, I expected today to be confronted by the same unresolvable issues, but as I was doing some light cleaning around my room this morning, I made a breakthrough. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-81","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=81"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=81"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=81"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=81"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}