I enjoy going back and re-reading some of this crap. I enjoy it because I don’t remember from one day to the next what I’ve written, so going back a year or more is like reading something for the first time.
I wonder how long it will stay here. Is Blogger like a time capsule or will I log-on 20 years from now and **poof** No more crap.
I wonder how long it will stay here. Is Blogger like a time capsule or will I log-on 20 years from now and **poof** No more crap.
The holidays are over, speaking of poof. As usual, it was a big build-up and prep (for some people) for what? The thing I remember about Christmas (when I used to “do” Christmas) was that thrashing and noise of the wrapping paper being torn open. It’s why I never spent a lot of time wrapping gifts. I’d find the cheapest paper I could and tape it together well enough to survive the trip.
In a rush of energy, a half-dozen people would open their gifts and the chaos began. It was always so much nicer when it was just two people giving each other something. Those living room family gift orgies never did it for me.
As you can imagine, I slept through the New Year’s Eve festivities. I heard that Dick Clark made an appearance on the TV which caused some people to wonder if he should have made an appearance on the TV. It’s still his show, right? People have strokes and live. If seeing it makes you uncomfortable, I think the problem is with you.
As you can imagine, I slept through the New Year’s Eve festivities. I heard that Dick Clark made an appearance on the TV which caused some people to wonder if he should have made an appearance on the TV. It’s still his show, right? People have strokes and live. If seeing it makes you uncomfortable, I think the problem is with you.
I never figured out the New Year’s Eve deal. Watching a clock and counting backward, then making a lot of noise because it’s January 1 in your time zone. Six billion Chinese couldn’t care less. But we’ll use any excuse to go out and get drunk, and changing a calendar is as good as any.
Now we’re done with stupid holidays until Valentine’s Day. We should start hearing the guilt-ridden advertising soon.
Now we’re done with stupid holidays until Valentine’s Day. We should start hearing the guilt-ridden advertising soon.
Go out and do some more shopping, because the more you spend, the more you love.