Happy New Year?

noreply@blogger.com (Ghosty Kips) — Sun, 01 Jan 2012 19:35:00 +0000

I've had a quiet New Year's so far, the wife and I cuddled in bed and watched the ball drop on television. She cooked a huge rib eye and brought home this beautiful lemon tart for dessert. We had some nice intoxicants, including a delicious dessert wine she had picked out and some very good beer I had selected. We danced in Second Life for a little while, we dined and got stoned, and I got a kiss at midnight. Today hasn't been much different, save for the meals being simpler (the steak was good chopped up on a roll with horseradish sauce). It's been a very enjoyable weekend thus far.
I think an enjoyable weekend was what I really needed. I'd been sick most of the past week with some sort of creeping crud, and didn't really start feeling like a human until Friday. Now I'm on codeine cough syrup and antibiotics, along with all the holiday painkillers, so yes, I've had a pretty happy weekend. I may not remember some of it, but a happy one nonetheless.

Before the holidays set in, I was feeling the tension from what seemed to be a hundred different fronts. I have a new gig as a transfer agent for a stock transfer firm in Brooklyn, a good gig, but the commute is killing me and they're very slow on getting me the training I need. I'm still looking for something new in Manhattan. I've been concerned about the parents of late, because they're elderly and there isn't a lot I can do to make life easier (mostly, Dad is running interference to Mom when I pitch coming up to help with the house ). I have my daughter on my mind, as her life is a tumblesault and she's too old for me to be trying to catch. Or, I'm too old. Or both.

And I had non-personal issues bothering me. I'm something of a news junky, and of a certain discernible political bent, and I have some defined, succinct opinions on the machinations of certain political parties, world leaders and wannabe pretenders to any and all thrones. None of which I will mention now, they'll get their own blog posts soon enough. The stuff gets my dander up - but this past week I've felt the urge to not wade into any of it.

What does all of that leave me then? A wish to simply say Happy New Year, I suppose. It's the kind of simplistic holiday almost everyone can get behind, the sort that doesn't insist that we're right and everyone else isn't, or impels us to draw lines between those who do and those who don't. It's just "Happy New Year". It has to be the most basic condition there is. No flim, no flam, just what it is because we all say it is.

Now, come the end of the day Tuesday, things may have changed. Some politician may have caught my ire, some idiot at work may screw things up, but for the moment I am content to let sleeping cats lie, and allow the day to continue it's laissez-faire attitude, and I'll likely sleep through most of it.

So, Here We Are Again

noreply@blogger.com (Ghosty Kips) — Fri, 11 Nov 2011 21:04:00 +0000

Some of you may have noticed that I've dismantled quite a few blogs over the past year. There were blogs about Second Life, and blogs concerning theology. There was a blog about finding work, and probably one more I'm just not conjuring up at the moment. So as I was in the process of giving other things a rest, I gave blogging a rest, too. I wanted to see if I still felt like writing, and if so, where that should go.

I have wanted a device for writing about what's in my own head for a while now, I think. I grew tired of writing about particular topics, which I've done numerous times before, and invariably when I start such a project life comes along and kicks the chock out from behind my wheel. This blog is not such an endeavor. I can write in it here at home, or on my cell wherever I end up, or at a public library should I become homeless and destitute. It can and will persist until either Google goes belly-up or I feel like taking it down.

Which I have done before, obviously. I get to a point where I just don't want to write in the thing any longer, and I pack the blog up for later. Then I whip it out again and start over. This would be the blog's third incarnation, if I'm not mistaken.

Please understand that this venture has no publish schedule, no topic, no agenda, no nothing; it's for whatever's in my head at the time and that's about it. Sometimes it will be funny, sometimes I will piss you right off. I'm not trying to piss anyone off (usually), but I'm a guy with an opinion if nothing else, and I've learned long ago that I cannot make the world happy. I have also learned that, while everyone is entitled to their own opinion, no one is entitled to their own fact. Just putting that out there.

I don't usually post on weekends, so this initial offering is what you'll get until next week at the earliest. Thanks for stopping in and I hope to see you around more than just the once.

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Happy New Year?

So, Here We Are Again