Didn’t I say wake me up on January 2nd? I overslept! My Pasadena Star News says its now the 11th. Why didn’t someone wake me! Alright, you were weary as well. Fine.
I don’t have much time, as per the norm, but lemme sea what’s happened since I last talked with y’all last year.
My Rose Princess Roses already are showing their age.
Our guests from the rain, snow, ice, sleet & cold – the midwest & north of Wisconsin & Stanford – have left the building. But they’re temporary visitors. Although every year leaves behind a remnant from every corner of the globe. Hey, I understand. However, our historic landmark Rose Bowl is again left to contend with the masses of people who have dug-in, into the hills surrounding her over the decades.
Christmas & the Happy New Year have been put out back. All but forgotten. Except when to take the Christmas tree & lights down. The warmth of the Christmas spirit of joy, peace, reconciliation, happiness, goodwill toward men (and I assume, women too), & love, plus the celebratory, optimistic, & party mood of New Years have turned cold & are a thing of the past. A moment in eternity. Left for the dumps.
It’s back to how I’ve found most people really think and behave, – especially toward those they impersonally know. Where a simple, “Hi!”, to a stranger passing on the sidewalk can return a shocked, speechless look. Or, a simple street crossing today reminded me how quickly they can turn into mean streets. What’s new & happy can quickly get old & sad. To put it mildly. Hell – what happened??
Nevermind! I won’t depress or anger y’all with the details. This article has gone way longer than planned, as usual! Lettuce just say we’ve got plenty of work to do – it’s back to reality.
So, you have any big New Years Resolutions?
Gotta Get Working. Stay Thirsty My Friends