Let's look at the coming year, shall we?
According to Arthur C Clarke,
2010 is The Year We Make Contact
Wouldn't that be totally cool?
This movie didn't match the fame, notoriety & cult status of the first film,
but I liked it anyway.
Doesn't really mean anything though,
since my standards for movie entertainment are pretty low.
According to Nostradamus & the ancient Mayan calendar,
we're counting down to the end of the world,
which can be either good or bad, depending on your point of view.
Hmmmmm.
2010 is the Chinese Year of the Tiger.
http://www.bluebison.net/content/?p=445
So, if this is your year, you are brave, competitive, and unpredictable.
Although, you could look at the characteristics another way.
Then you would be stubborn, selfish, dominating, and will jump from job to job.
But don't worry.
According to that website, I am a promiscuous crooked banker.
New Year's Eve is a traditional time of celebration.
So what did I do this evening?
I went back to work to watch this . . .
. . . with a certain young man who you all have read about before.
It was a good game. A very good game.
We won, 37-14.
And someone, who shall remain nameless,
fell asleep 5 times in the last 2 minutes of the game.
But we all know that in the world of football,
2 minutes really isn't 2 minutes.
It can be more like 10 or 15 minutes.
I didn't get home until 11:30.
Got the jammies on & got in bed with a movie,
after I wrote this, of course.
This sort of thing never really has appealed to me:
http://www.ehow.com/how_5546229_plan-new-years-eve-party.html
So, Happy New Year everyone.
Whoo-hoo.
Yay.
So, if this is your year, you are brave, competitive, and unpredictable.
Although, you could look at the characteristics another way.
Then you would be stubborn, selfish, dominating, and will jump from job to job.
But don't worry.
According to that website, I am a promiscuous crooked banker.
New Year's Eve is a traditional time of celebration.
So what did I do this evening?
I went back to work to watch this . . .
. . . with a certain young man who you all have read about before.
It was a good game. A very good game.
We won, 37-14.
And someone, who shall remain nameless,
fell asleep 5 times in the last 2 minutes of the game.
But we all know that in the world of football,
2 minutes really isn't 2 minutes.
It can be more like 10 or 15 minutes.
I didn't get home until 11:30.
Got the jammies on & got in bed with a movie,
after I wrote this, of course.
This sort of thing never really has appealed to me:
http://www.ehow.com/how_5546229_plan-new-years-eve-party.html
So, Happy New Year everyone.
Whoo-hoo.
Yay.
1 comment:
We were all up the road at the hillbilly petting zoo party barn (the home of "well...I'm a daddy")to watch the game, have pork loin barbeque sammiches, and welcome the New Year! Lotsa 20 somethings, drinkin' and revelry for the game.
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