| New Year's Eve |
| This is it. This is the end and the beginning. The
end of the 1900's and the beginning of 1900 radio programs, television
specials, newspaper & magazine articles, and even over bloated over
priced books offering retrospectives of what was the best, worst, happiest,
lowliest, saddest, corruptest, cutest, handsomest, richest, fanciest, longest,
shortest, sickest, sexiest, moodiest, emptiest, hippest, flyest, phatest,
and most fabulriffic people, places, things, and events of the year, the
nineties, the century, and the millennium. Hurrah for us. We
are clever humans to have done so much in only 1,000 short years.
(applause please) Technically, we are not entering the new millennium
for all the hullabaloo being made about it, but tell somebody that and
they tell you not to be technical. Well, technically the Gregorian
calendar is a man made skeletal construct imposed upon our perceptions
of what we assume time to be which is non-existent without motion and living
sentient beings to perceive that motion. Thhhpppffftttt!
My one and only new year's resolution is to clip my toe nails sometime before the end of January. They are currently long rugged claws that shred the of any sock enshrouding them within seconds. Too easy? Not a good enough resolution for going into the year 2000? Sod off, I quit smoking last year. And sure I still have a fag every now and then when indulging in the only kind of fluids worth drinking, but an average of two cigarettes a week is better than two and a half packs a day. Looking back over a decade that began with graduating
from high school and ended with moving to L.A. for the second time and
I can't say I've accomplished even one thing that I would have liked to.
Is that painful? Agonizing? Really horrendous to consider?
For some reason, no. I'm enjoying myself. I picked up a Bachelor's
of Art in Literature for all it's worth in 1997. I bitched about
everything from the Gulf War (part 1) to the increase in the price of coffee
by 15 cents at Racy D'Lene's. A five and half year long relationship
was struggled through and ended. My relationships with all my friends
developed, strengthened and deepened. I shared living quarters with
plenty of those buggers too. My home town has been left behind and
I came to find another town as home. That L.A. could ever be considered
another home, I doubt. I found a terrific woman to top off the 1900's
and commence with the twenty hundreds. And here I am. Typing
this as the first of the guests have arrived. That's my signal to
end this and say "Happy New Year."
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