WELCOMING THE NEW YEAR

Traditionally, in preparation for the new year, most people do two things:
they resolve to become a new and better person, and then they go out and get blitz-roaring blotto. Yay, new year!

Orgasms! Public intoxication!
And handcuffs!


This blogger doesn't do that. A little alcohol is fine, but those photos of me dancing Gangnam Style were taken when I was stone cold sober.
Just imagine what would have happened if I were squiffy.

Nor do I make resolutions.

I am already perfect.



Actually, there are some resolutions from a long time ago that necessarily take precedence (they're first on list, and first to be ignored), and I have already managed to become a better person.

In my twenties I was far from complete, and I'm quite glad I am no longer like the young fellow I was back then.

I'm fairly happy with how I have changed in the intervening years.
My personality, diction, and knowledge have improved.
I am a more diplomatic person than before.
And I still like tobacco.


Yeah, my pipe collection is a hell of a lot better than it was. Inevitably, and accidentally. But the character improvements are largely due to the people with whom I associate, and who after all these years still tolerate my company; I have been exceedingly fortunate in that regard.

Older, yes. Wiser, perhaps a little.
It's work in progress.


I hope all of you have a great new year, achieve whatever you most want, and end up stinking rich and happy in the process.


Now, I'm heading out for a slice of pizza, after which I'll enjoy a pipeful of tobacco and a little whisky. Have a good night, folks.
See you in 2016.




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