Here you go! First one outta the chute, this is #1 for the year and #1138 for the site since beginning. New Years is the time of the year, when everyone wants to make a resolution. I no longer do that. As most of us already know, a resolution is a noun, a firm decision to do or not to do something.
Which in my particular case is futile, I seldom set goals that are almost impossible to achieve, and I rarely stay with them for any specific amount of time.
This the time of the year, when I sit and ponder things, think about what it is that I might accomplish, what I want to set out to do, and to arrange my priorities in life.
But I do not consider them resolutions, as they may or may not materialize, they may or may not get started and/or accomplished. Could be wrong about that.
Some are heavy issues and others are simple, for instance, in the new year, no more X-Factor, American Idol or that damn Judge Judy. These I feel are within my reach … as for replacement programming, I haven’t a clue.
This year, I want to be bus trash.
Bus Trash Peeple did not cause any of the problems that our country faces today. They did not get mortgages they couldn’t afford. They did not run banks to the ground with greed. My first mortgage for example, was a thirty year note, paid off and put away in 22 years. No brag … just plain fact.
Bus people are kind of like Poor White Trash. These are the oldsters who used to be youngsters, baby-boomers who still hold a door open for a lady, eat their meal with their ball-caps off, who say yes sir and no mam. Who worked the same job most of their adult life, were married to the same woman most of their adult years, who still cover their heart and stand when they hear the national anthem.
These are the guys the younger set drop the grand-kids off with to baby-sit.
Like most of you, I’m tired of paying mortgage bills, utility bills, property taxes. I plan on writing the I.R.S. and my local tax accessor in 2012 and asking them to take me off their mailing lists in 2012, because frankly, I am getting close to being what you might call tapped out on a lot of this. I want to live more simply, pack up the dogs and move into my old bus. I don’t mind being called “bus trash”, but it is always wise to reach out for a valid second opinion.
What do you think about my decision?
In 2011 the doctor said to drop the coffee. So now I no longer smoke, drink or imbibe (To my friends who enjoy a glass of wine … and those who don’t and are always seen with a bottle of water in their hand. Maybe it is time to cut back on that too. As Ben Franklin said: In wine there is wisdom … In beer there is freedom … In water there is bacteria.).
In 2012 I am down to not cheating at cards, not trifling with another monkey’s monkey, no more lying, stealing, completely devoid of sugar products and NO coffee. There just isn’t much left for me in this world to give up. So resolutions I am afraid are kind of old school and not relevant to my day to day life at this stage. I am not sure if I even need to resolve anything anymore, as I have almost run out of things to surrender.
I think I will just sit back and watch 2012 roll in … like a dog with his head out the windows, ears a floppin’, and take it as it comes. Might continue my search for the “perfect woman” and of course, continue my never ending quest to find a good glass of sweet tea … What a way to live.
Where is she? Where is she? I want to know.