Here we go again...

Another new year, another blog and I am still missing that sock I was looking for last night. Things don't seem to change even when monumental changes, such as the passing of December 31 to January 1st, occur. I am blaming elves, just so you know!

I have high hopes for this year though; so far every succeeding year has been better than the year before. I recall when I was 6 and thinking...nah, just kidding...I was too busy sticking yellow post-its on little Patrick's back and make him look like a poopooh-head, than have any thoughts involving another time-frame. Little Patrick did though, he wanted to be a priest like his dad ...which was a bit of a turn off to be quite frank until years later when I heard the song "Son of a Preacher Man" and metaphorically kicked myself for not using pink post-its on him.

Anyways 2009, come on in! I am quite ready for you...well, give me a sec until I find that sock and then we can battle it out.

A phenomenal 2009 to each and everyone, except those elves...they better mend their ways.

appendix: If you got a few minutes head on over here and listen to me ramble on about something or other to do with lager drinking and barley feeding to swine.