Yet another year is upon us and the resolutions start pouring in. First we’ve got to look at all of the great things that 2009 offered us. Uhm… nothing really, just another damn year spent paying bills etc. etc. I got to go camping once, though it was an out of state trip that was a phenomenal time meeting new people, I only got to go camping once.

Instead of trying to think of some resolution to try and keep for an entire year I decided to stop the resolution, though I think that was what I had resolved to do last year, let’s just go with it. So again, instead I opted to write down a list of personal goals for the year. Not that I’m really going to share any of them with the general public, they’re personal. They’re also nothing realistically worth bragging about. Bike more, better understand a second language instead of knowing quite a few phrases in so many. Camp more especially, lame stuff that people usually do only I’m going to try to focus on the completion factor, none of this half ass shit that I normally do.

I do have to add, while writing said list- after starting to write exactly how I plan on accomplishing these goals I began to think that I may not have any actual time to relax in my normal complete silence. I’d write that down as a goal but I think that if I tell someone one of my goals for 2010 is to relax more, they will probably laugh or ridicule me.

Drink different types of tea is also on that list, ridiculous maybe but I’m predominantly an Earl Grey drinker, not sure why but it is by far one of my favored flavors and I really like it strong, to the point where it tastes like you’re actually chewing the tea itself. Note to the public: That was an incredibly hard sentence to sound politically correct.

To keep this short because the New Year is upon us, get ready for the first blue moon on New Year’s Eve in twenty years. I also hope to be able to complete something musically at least every other month. If anyone ever wants to work on anything, you know how to get a hold of me.

Happy New Year everyone.

Candy Cane-o-Cino

Ho ho ho! I want to start off by thanking Dan for the wonderful entry he posted on Tuesday, thank you so kindly Dan. Now to the meat and potatoes, sort of. Today is Christmas, the day baby Jesus was born (eight pounds six ounces.) But to me it’s a day where everyone leaves the house and eats while I get to sit back and relax and write to the world. But when you get a ‘Double Mocha-chino short latte’ why shouldn’t it come all fancy like that? And yes I know it’s not a real drink, that’s probably why it didn’t taste so well.

I also want to give everyone a little update about my status in S.Minnesota- I’m stuck here behind a bunch of snow. My plan is to pack my car and head back to Oregon as soon as possible. I mean, it’s cool to see all this snow but it’s nothing I miss. When I was younger we used to get a lot of snow. Drifts up to the roof of our garage, homemade igloo’s surrounding the house. We used to have our own luge routes for sledding. Then something happened and we used to be lucky to get a total of three feet throughout the entire winter season. Then it tapered down to almost nothing. We were going through our winters with virtually no snow but below zero temperatures. You never knew how cold it was outside, you get used to not seeing snow you think it’s springtime- you step outside and it’s -20F. Then the wind picks up and you decide that you really didn’t want that ‘Bit-O-Honey’ candy bar/taffy whatever it is.

But I can’t wait! The day comes and I get to tell my kids that I had to walk to school (Faribault Sr. High School back in the winter of ‘96) up hill both ways, damn valley! Looking at the map, it was a mile. It felt much longer in the winter. Granted, it’s a mile as the crow fly’s but when you’re walking in the middle of a city you begin to not care who’s backyard you’re cutting through. That almost made me a bit depressed to know that I could walk a mile in such a short time period in comparison to what I can walk it now.

But yes that update! As soon as things start to settle down I’m on the road. Not just here or Oregon- the entire drive. I can’t wait to plant my feet on Tri-Met property again!

Have you ever wondered what it is all about really?  Just the fact that when your sister dictates how much you must spend on everyone, when she is the one who makes all the money?  Seriously, just the fact I’m not the richest man in the world, but not the poorest.  I understand the meaning of the holidays and it doesn’t bother me buying gifts for the people I love, I just hate the fact that I must spend “X” amount on said person.

The holidays are different for everyone, some it’s happiness, some it’s sadness, some it’s just plain whoopty-do!!  *throws fingers in the air*  For me it’s basically all three thrown into one, showing different phases the closer it gets and even on the day.  Now most people Christmas Day, spend it with their family and enjoy every moment of it.  Well I enjoy parts of it, till I’m totally fucking annoyed and want to have a drink or two by myself somewhere, because it’s the nonsense.

You see, the last six Christmas’ I have ended up either broken up with, moved back to home, or gotten into an intense argument with my sister.  So I have gotten so used to the fact that I always go out on Christmas day..*cough*, hint hint, mister writer!

At any rate,  the babble must stop and this is your editors attempt at a blog!  So Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanza, and Happy Holidays!