How did I get here, to this 2318th day of consecutive blogging, without writing a post titled “How did that get there?” I get that there were two thousand, three hundred, and seventeen other worthy titles to share, but I’m often wondering, “how did that get there?”
Indeed, yesterday I wondered that very thing when I looked at my calendar for the day:
I wondered, “How did that ‘X’ get there at 3 AM?” I also wondered, “How did that extra ‘l’ get there in John Mulaney‘s name?”
How did the other new photos on my iPhone get there?
How did that get there? My niece, Victoria, and I were wondering last night how our country got here and we shared how we get back to hope and happiness by watching, among other things, RuPaul’s Drag Race and John Mulaney stand-up routines.
Pete Davidson got to the audience last night by revealing the ending of Avengers: Endgame without issuing a spoiler alert. It gets to me how Pete Davidson’s father, who was a New York City Firefighter, died in the September 11 attacks when Pete was just seven years old. Pete got to that in his stand-up routine last night.
John Mulaney, in his stand-up routine, got to how he got there last night at Boston’s Wilbur Theater. He was there to raise money for My Brother’s Table, a Lynn, Massachusetts-based charity that his Nana has been volunteering at for years. His Nana, who was in the audience, got to see her grandson give a great show.
How did John Mulaney and Pete Davidson get to be such good friends when they are SO different? Here they are together on Saturday Night Live:
How did this Larry King interview with John Mulaney get here? It showed up right after the video above.
How do readers’ comments get there? See below.
How does gratitude get here, every day? I look for it, wherever I go.