Mmm...About New Years...
Well while I'm on well wishes, let me wish you all, no matter who you are or where you are...Gone are the days I got hits from Jordan and Saudi Arabia looking for intelligence...A Happy New Year.
Yes, that magical time of the year when your Christmas toys are still new and people go crazy over some ball sliding down a pole. It's also the time the Cops set up check points. So, in fine Military Tradition, let m say..."Don't get caught". It's really a dumb thing to do anyway. I've got this theory, that people that get absolutely stinking on New Years do so out of a lack of fulfillment in their existence. They numb themselves for another year of mediocrity...Or they're either hell raisers or hell raisers wannabes. The truth is, I've known all three. I wish them a Happy New Years too.
This year is pretty much done. We can't take it back. It's over. Not that it was all that bad. it had it's moments. We'll understand it better a couple of years down the road. We might understand ourselves a little better. We might know something we didn't know before. Life is what you make out of it. So, when life happens, make something out of it. Does that make sense?
Two years ago I was in a rotten stink hole, to put it mildly. Almost every day something reminds me, though I don't spend much time thinking about it. A few things the last couple of days has reminded me a little more...When I've not been up on a Mountain listening to some Dogs down below me. Iraq could have some beautiful sky's.
If any of us are going to make something out of this New Year, we best get to it.
The Appalachianist
Yes, that magical time of the year when your Christmas toys are still new and people go crazy over some ball sliding down a pole. It's also the time the Cops set up check points. So, in fine Military Tradition, let m say..."Don't get caught". It's really a dumb thing to do anyway. I've got this theory, that people that get absolutely stinking on New Years do so out of a lack of fulfillment in their existence. They numb themselves for another year of mediocrity...Or they're either hell raisers or hell raisers wannabes. The truth is, I've known all three. I wish them a Happy New Years too.
This year is pretty much done. We can't take it back. It's over. Not that it was all that bad. it had it's moments. We'll understand it better a couple of years down the road. We might understand ourselves a little better. We might know something we didn't know before. Life is what you make out of it. So, when life happens, make something out of it. Does that make sense?
Two years ago I was in a rotten stink hole, to put it mildly. Almost every day something reminds me, though I don't spend much time thinking about it. A few things the last couple of days has reminded me a little more...When I've not been up on a Mountain listening to some Dogs down below me. Iraq could have some beautiful sky's.
If any of us are going to make something out of this New Year, we best get to it.
The Appalachianist
posted by Hill Billy Rave | Monday, December 29, 2008
10 Comments:
Happy New Year, Appalachianist. I write this from a lodge in the N. Georgia mountains--where the red lingered on the hillside long after the sun set and the pencil thin cresent moon and venus appeared... what a beautiful sight. May 2009 be a wonderful year!
So...I guess you won't be getting "stinking" on New Years. What will you be doing?
Back in my hard drinking days I considered New Year's Eve "Amateur Night" and stayed home. Seriously, I did.
Anyways, whatever year it is coming up, have a good one!
No, Murf, I won't be getting stinking. I don't care for it. No confirmed plans. We're still working on it. I'm Hunting the next day.
Sage, I saw it too. It was pretty. Yesterday was a beautiful day. I ought to have been out in it. 2009, here we come.
Gunner, I know what you mean. I've been out and I've been in on New Years.
No matter what year we get, we better make the best out of it.
I will spend New Years Eve sitting in my back yard with some neighbors around my fire pit. Not stinking, of course, but slightly malodorous for sure.
Dance around the campfire, Ed. I've got a mind to do the same thing.
Good post . . . if I stay away too long, I miss the comments of a caring group of folks who will take time out to turn their attention to the land . . . it pleases me to hear the poetry that touches some of the responses to the posted comments of the Appalachian . . . may all of you soldier on into a Happy New Year . . . and may we meet online to tell of the beauty of Appalachia right here next year. Bill
Happy New Years, Bill. Soldiering on...That we will do.
Happy New Year to You!!
been gone from the blog...but haven't forgotten you....nope!
~janie
I was going to e-mail you a Happy New Years, Janie. But, you beat me to it again. LOL.
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