2009. End of line.

December 29, 2009

» Christmas.

Christmas is over. I’m back at work. The four-day weekend was surprisingly refreshing. Almost like a week off. Only not a week off at all. And we were, of course, pretty busy most of the time. It’s Christmas and no matter how much you try to down-scale things, you tend to be pretty busy. Especially when you make a Baby Meat Jesus for Christmas dinner.

In case you’re wondering, he was sacrilicious.

» 2009.

2009 is almost over. Responsible bloggers are supposed to recap the year, make “best of” lists, wax poetic about trends and newsmakers and generally act like they had their various fingers on the various pulses of various pop-culture arteries as the year breathes its last wheezing breaths.

I have no idea what happened this year.

Except swine flu. Because I’m pretty sure I got it. I’m reasonably sure a bunch of other things happened but I can’t think of what they might be. Whenever I do think of something and Google it, I find out it happened in 2007.

One thing I do know that happened is my poor desk posture has finally turned me into a cripple. Which leads me to the other blogger stand-by for end-of-year posts—the New Year’s Resolutions list.

Savvy bloggers will put a spin on the concept like calling it a “New Year’s Revolution” list. I’m going to step up my game here and call it my:

» 10  New Yeah! RevSOLUTIONs for 2010!

  1. Stop puking in my mouth every time I read the phrase “New Yeah! RevSOLUTIONs”
  2. Do some kind of daily exercises to uncripple myself
  3. Get that “ergonomics assessment” through work for my cubicle furniture.
  4. Get my eyes, teeth and organs checked for malfunctions
  5. Schedule in proper time for working on “the novel” instead of going at it willy-nilly.
  6. Schedule in time for painting, practicing guitar and learning the cello or sax while I’m at it.
  7. Magically pull more waking hours and free time out of my ass so I can do some of this stuff.
  8. Learn how to hack into and delete the blogs of people I disagree with.
  9. Take more sick days
  10. Blog less.

To blog or not to blog

July 21, 2009

I wonder how many blog posts have that very title? Probably over one dozen-million. The last time I saw the stat on how many blogs their are in the world, it made me want to quit blogging. Which I feel like I have of late. Or this blog has evolved into a sort of review blog as opposed to a cataloguing of my observations on life and the world around me. So what have I noticed lately?

  • The garbage strike only really affects people with children.
  • The Sunshine Man (jovial, manic panhandler on the corner outside the office building) thinks Chris Brown is an insincere douchebag and his “apology” for beating up Rhianna is bunk. I think he’s probably right. These are things I don’t really care about.
  • I’ve gone flatbread crazy.
  • Flatbread is just really expensive crackers.
  • I think I’m bored of beer again. It’s wine time. Which is unusual for me in summer. Since I don’t like white wine much. Maybe it’s time to start exploring white wine.
  • I haven’t bought my pants for Andrew’s wedding yet. I should try to do that at lunch today. I suspect I won’t. I, apparently, am terrified of the GAP.
  • I’m not at all comfortable with the idea of motorized seats at the cinema. Unless it’s a 3D movie. But then it seems like movies will just become amusement park rides instead of films.
  • I think, since I have nothing to write about, I might start reviewing cheeses of the worldon this blog.
  • Wine, flatbread and cheese. What am I? A shepherd?
  • The aftermath of Michael Jackson’s death was the final nail in the coffin of our civilization’s collective sanity.
  • This is why I just write restaurant and music reviews now…

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