No, I'm not talking about my dick.
Given the recent moans of Occulthawk about, well, everything, it set me to thinking (I do that once every ten or so years) what are the little things that make life bearable? Could be a sunny day, a rainstorm, birds singing, massive jugs on a woman, a great album from your favourite artist, favourite meal, whatever. Lay it on us. What keeps you away from Mister Rope and Mister Razorblade?
tl;dr: what, for you, makes life worth living?