I stayed home on NYE. I freshened my scotchie a few times and called it a night at 10:00. Even tho I didn't make it until the ball dropped, when I woke this morning the new year had still begun. Imagine my un-surprise.
As soon as I heard that saddam had been executed, a couple nites ago, I searched all over the net to find the video. I finally found the view of the one that was obtained surreptitiously and yes, I have watched it over and over again.
I went back to the Palm Springs of the Midwest over Christmas. That was the first time I had been back since leaving. My eyes dripped on the way in and on the way out. I'm not sure I will go back again. Oh hell, I say that in text -- but in reality, I'm sure as long as Sharon and the Cap'n are there, I'll go back.
At least one more time.
Won't I?
From there, I went gambling in Tunica, MS. I did so very well the first day - doubled my dollars.
Then came the next day.
I came home broke.
I stopped smoking (again) on Dec. 27th. But, sucked one down with my scotchie yesterday. I hope I have the sense to make it stop for good this time. Hopefully my own pig-headedness and the Chantix will be the answer and thankfully, the insurance covered that cost.
I realized the other day that I seldom find myself laughing any more.
My sharp sense of humor has become as dull as a matte finish.
The only time I find myself laughing is when I read something funny on the blogs ... and I don't spend much time roaming around on them any more.
Surely there's more to life than work and breathing.
I have got to find something more fulfilling to do with myself this year.
Monday, January 1, 2007
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when you find some inspiration, could you fill me in?
if I thought I could get away with it, I'd spend the year in a drunken haze.
"and so starts '07"
you said a mouthful. ugh.
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