Lions and tigers and bears, oh my.........
Nope. Stop. Wait justa gol durn minute. We're talking happy. Doo-ait-n-doo-doo, feeling groovy - Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy.
When used, groovy, youngsters will look atya like you're prehistoric, as in, far out (there) man. Don't care, me likes the word groovy. Sock it to me.
˙˙˙9102 ʎlɹɐǝ ǝɔuıs ǝɔɐld dn pǝssǝɯ 'dn pǝxıɯ ɐ uǝǝq sɐɥ plɹoʍ ǝɥʇ
Yep, you read it right. Been down so long it looks like up to me, or upside down, or sumpin.
Victor do you mean 'groovy' like that big ole slot car track that was in the basement of Antioch, and kids from allover came and raced their cars? Well no, I mean yes, stuff like that.
Groovy like you're sledding down the Hill from Jewell Hall and you catch someone else's tracks and you go ten times faster? Well, not exactly, but yes I guess.
Do you mean groovy like when two friends are in a canoe, the rapids are coming, and you follow the V grooves through them and you yell (happily) and scream (funly?) Well no, I mean, yes.. I guess whatever floats your boat groovy.
I'm talkin' about simple feel goods. It don't take much. Yain't gotta go thru the ATM to find happy. Smiles are yours for the takin'.
Like what Victor? Like when the Chief's fans turned a Buffalo negative into a Buffalo positive. Huh? Yep... 13 seconds left, Mahomes, Hill, Mahomes, Kelce, Butker, overtime... Buffalo fans were where we've been SO many times over the years. WE KNOW what that feeling is like, and it ain't groovy. So, someone in Chief's Kingdom came up with the idea for fans to donate, in $13 increments. Buffalo's QB lost his grandmother in 2019, so, he started a charity benefiting the Oshei Children's Hospital in Buffalo named in his grandmother's honor. Chief's fans poured donations in. At last count, it was over $400,000! It's made National News, but that's not the important part, the important part are the people. Kids from the Hospital drawing thank you cards... Hospital nurses, doctors, administrators offering words of thanks. It has been a literal feel good to follow, groovy, you might say.
Then, the Buffalo fan who wrote a post of glowing thanks to KC for the hospitality, it went viral on Facebook. Good. Good = groovy.
The uncle who bought his 38 yr old autistic niece and he tickets, but there weren't seated together. Some anonymous guy was seated next to her, they treated each other royally, high fived, laughed, enjoyed - no one knew who the guy was - so the uncle searched - thanks to pictures and articles, the helping fan was tracked down - lives Belleville, IL, long time KC fan.. he felt he hadn't done anything special, they BOTH benefited by sitting beside each other, having oodles of fun. Groovy fun.
Groovy (or, less commonly, groovie or groovey) is a slang colloquialism popular during the 1950s, '60s and '70s. It is roughly synonymous with words such as "excellent", "fashionable", or "amazing", depending on context.
The word originated a hunnerd years ago in the jazz era.. the way the sound madeya feel. DJ's related it to the grooves in a record... "about to play a good groove.. a hot groove... a cool groove."
I am not real sure why the French are burdened by cusswords, but, pardon my French anyways, shit stinks. We've had way, way too much of it. May the sewers of our World be the groove to get it the hell outta here, and to stay out for infinity.
Long ago there was a gal that played basketball on a team I coached. She was an awesome player, like All State. A natural. Run, pass, dribble, shoot with the best of 'em, ALL while smiling. Her mantra was "Feels good, do it." Mind outta gutter. She was fun. Groovy.
That's all. As I've watched all the fun, groovy media things on our City, call me a wimp, I've teared up. Feeling groovy does that to one.
I got no deeds to do, no promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morningtime drop all its petals on me
Life, I love you, all is groovy.
Today, I trek 230 miles for the third visitation I've attended this week. A reminder to remind ourselves to go, do, say hi, I love you, hug, laugh, cry, to feel groovy - while we still can.
By Henry Gibson Forward by Andy, Patrick, Tyreek, Travis, Clark, Buffalo, Simon and Garfunkel. Feel good coated, wrapped with Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme, delivered via The 59th Street Bridge.
Love, Victurd
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