Gun to your head, what has been the happiest year of your life so far and why?

2006-2008. the rest can go die in a fire. pit. pit of fire.

2012- from March-Dec saw a few bands i wanted to see, was in a relationship, college, had money

all downhill from there although im going on my first flight in a few weeks time

Any year when I didn't have a gun pointed at my head, and an unanswerable question to respond to.

I couldn't pinpoint one standout year to be honest


I think threads like these can be a nice reflection of the past but also cause a kind of sickly celtic tiger nostalgia that takes away from the now.

I used to be the nostalgic type that always wanted what was, and never appreciated what is. And then is became was. Like being being in school. In second year it's like, I wish I was in first year again, then in third year you wish you were back in second year.

It's sad to hear you say you still had hope in 07. Sometimes we view the past in rose tinted glasses.

MadDog76 wrote: »

Is that not 3 years?

ok technically it does seem like that but the 14 or so months from the end of 2006 to the start of 2008, and the entire 2007, but good stuff happened in the other 2 months or so mentioned. I didn't think I'd get slapped on the wrist for a couple months mr. sassypants!

Duckworth_Luas wrote: »

He's got a triple barrelled shotgun to his head

:eek:

The year from when I turned 22 (2001). Had a brilliant surprise party, got who I thought was the guy of my dreams, was working in a job that I felt incredibly passionate about.... Everything was absolutely on the up for the year and then some. Roll on a couple of years from that and the dream guy was very unkind and broke my heart with every relationship since had been overshadowed by how terrible that one ended up for me, I left my dream job as it was a contract one and I wanted job security so started working in a permanent job sort of related to it but it has never been the same. Cant believe that is 14 years ago now and I still look back and think how great it was.

Luna Big Geese wrote: »

1949 - We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.

1949 wasn't a great year for Andy by the time Boggs was done with him...