I have thinking a lot today about moods. Specially how easy it is to be put in a bad mood simply by spending time around someone who is always in one. If we can allow ourselves to be affected by someone else’s day, and yes it is us that allows it, what is the value in being unhappy? I have long known that happiness is a choice. But if it is, why aren’t more people wanting to join that club? Why does "misery love company” so much? I have done some research into other popular expressions of mood: “karma is a bitch” ( https://bit.ly/2HO84SG ), “blessing in disguise” ( https://bit.ly/2TrY7MA ), as well as “silver linings” ( https://bit.ly/2uBjn8p ). But when I think of misery loving company the first thought I have is of a Broadway play I saw many times and loved; “Avenue Q”. It was a play featuring puppets but with very adult language and concepts. I laughed my ass off. One of the songs features a German word I hadn’t heard ...