2010; Two Times Ten and then Half
Happy new year?
What exactly does that mean? Or, more precisely, what has been edited out of it to make it slide off the tongue in such a sweet and slippery way that melts the hearts of everyone who hears it? Merry honey, happy sugar. Super-mega blah-blah-blah. What if some daring soul tried to totally fuck up the season by greeting friends and relatives over the holidays with phrases like “Happy Exorcism Of Your Foul-Mouthed Pre-Pubescent Daughter” or “May all your cunnilinguses be blue” or “Hey, did you hear Marianne Faithful’s Christmas CD?” Or perhaps you were expecting cousin Ralph to want to sing “I Saw Mommy Rimming Santa Claus” over a cup of over-processed Egg Nogg?
Nogg? What the hell?
I really have tried (when able) to relay an uplifting personal seasonal greeting like “wishing you a peaceful and prosperous 2010″ because you can’t re-gift that greeting ever again. If it were a pdf or jpg you’d have to really go in there and change the numbers, and isn’t that what the spirit of the seasons is all about?
Digression is sad, isn’t it?
I digress.
I had a lovely holiday, and am already fast at work on whipping 2010 into shape.
Thank you for taking time out of your day to visit my website.
Come again soon, and clean up afterwards.
