New Year's Eve - December 31, 2008
12/31/2008
The Nancy and I are at home struggling to remain awake...it is 11:29. I have been sitting in my favorite chair hoping the time will pass quickly so I can get the Old Year out and the New Year in, and go to bed at approximately 12:05, January 1, 2009. I don’t really give a healthy crap about the event. I am merely doing this to gain points with The Nancy. She loves this stuff. I could take it, but would rather like to leave it. I think of this as no matter what I do, tomorrow will still be the first day of the New Year.
It is now 11:33: The time is dragging, and this is what I do not understand. Where the hell did 2008 go? Just a couple of days ago I sat in this chair hoping 2007 would go away so I could go to bed. Once this day is over, I will go to bed and wake up to find trees full of leaves and a calendar showing six months have flown by.
I read that time is an invention of mankind. Time is actually vertical, not horizontal. There is no past and there is no future, there just is. Everything that has happened, or will happen, is actually happening at this exact moment. It just depends in what dimension you are in. Actually, it only matters what dimension I am in, because none of you exist, except as I create you. Scientists refer to this as Quantum Mechanics or some bullshit like that. I like to think of it as okay, since I am really not a deep thinker.
It is 11:44: I think I have managed to bullshit myself awake, once again. Mayor Bloomberg is on the TV. We are listening to, more than watching, the Times Square New Year’s Eve celebration. It is 11:46: There is some goofy woman on the TV attempting to sing something but I cannot understand what the hell she is saying. People standing near the stage are dancing or just shivering from the cold that looks as if they are dancing. It is 11:49: One of my eyes is closed and I think my left side is asleep. Please, God, allow me to make it for another ten minutes. Thanks, God, that woman is done with her valiant attempt at whatever she was attempting to do - I would not call it singing. It is 11:51.
Sorry, I had to pee. It is 11:55: The countdown has begun.
2008 has been a great year for me. I have made it so. This is my creation and I have loved it. The economic issues confronting some have not touched The Nancy and me…yet. My life is perfect and my world is as well. I am a lucky guy and I so know it.
Just two minutes to go. I need to wet my lips and get ready to lay one on my bride welcoming in the New Year. So, with that I wish all of you the absolute best the New Year has to offer you and yours.
Happy New Year!!!
And that is all I have to say about that…
I am laughing because we, too, saw that valiant attempt at singing and she was more than awful. We were trying to figure out what the hell she was wearing...our old eyes just couldn’t figure it out. Was it a clock?
And be glad you live on the East Coast...these Midwesterners just don’t fall for the “but once the ball falls in Times Square..that’s it”! They make us stay up until it’s midnight CST!
