tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post6196928544036729527..comments2024-02-21T14:18:09.212-08:00Comments on R World: As if Happiness MatteredRon Davisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11972794876337195698noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-64398775242475928362008-05-01T12:22:00.000-07:002008-05-01T12:22:00.000-07:00Ron, thank you SO much for addressing my comment a...Ron, thank you SO much for addressing my comment as it made me realize I put a number in inversely. Instead of 0.8 I *MEANT* 8.0.<BR/>Okay, that's better. And you know what? I'm now happier, too.Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04291372921696671073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-85623269873041632502008-05-01T08:36:00.000-07:002008-05-01T08:36:00.000-07:00Dave,Thanks.cce,this is me shaking my head. Money ...Dave,<BR/>Thanks.<BR/><BR/>cce,<BR/>this is me shaking my head. Money means marina sauce. That's why GDP matters. <BR/><BR/>Milena,<BR/>I sometimes refer to myself as Roald - but only inadvertently, when typing too fast.<BR/><BR/>hrh,<BR/>anyone who can blog with crayons needs no coaching on happiness.<BR/><BR/>Allen,<BR/>your "happiness" rose 0.8? Is that what you're calling it now? And yes, late 40s could explain the small rise.Ron Davisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11972794876337195698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-46731384714137748532008-04-30T22:22:00.000-07:002008-04-30T22:22:00.000-07:00Being in Phoenix this week where cleavage is alrea...Being in Phoenix this week where cleavage is already in full bloom I thought my happiness rose at least 0.8. Then I saw that my age of 48 was 2 years above the demographic range max and, well, looks like it was simply a false positive. Damn! I *HATE* that when it happens!Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04291372921696671073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-6440605204759020042008-04-30T19:58:00.000-07:002008-04-30T19:58:00.000-07:00Just continuing in my pursuit of happiness...Just continuing in my pursuit of happiness...Texashollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17982077447405220888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-85858743522280699972008-04-30T14:40:00.000-07:002008-04-30T14:40:00.000-07:00Now that was very funny. Digby Sauerbane? You know...Now that was very funny. Digby Sauerbane? You know, you could give Roald Dahl a run for his money in the character naming department. Veruca Salt can't hold a candle to your Mr. Digby.Gypsy at Hearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17106152285952023602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-73145571884924267852008-04-30T12:40:00.000-07:002008-04-30T12:40:00.000-07:00I know I should be laughing. Really, well done, ve...I know I should be laughing. Really, well done, very funny. But for some sad reason this post makes me feel like bursting into tears. Is happiness really all about money, couldn't it just for once be about the quality of the cafeteria food? Just let me have my quaint notions about love and the power of a good marinara sauce.ccehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05867069792357056649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32914592.post-16615901633745182042008-04-30T10:47:00.000-07:002008-04-30T10:47:00.000-07:00Great post.Great post.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04411527807049220749noreply@blogger.com