This year, Toby and I combined a few of our New Year’s resolutions. I think this has to do with sharing one, very huge future goal. Anyway, here are a few of mine with at least one goal in mind:
- 1). Pay off ALL of my debt. (We almost had this completed until we moved across the country twice.)
- 2). Figure out what I want to do with my life.
- 3). Lose 25 pounds.
- 4). Take up a new hobby. (I’m looking for suggestions. And if it makes me money, I’ll give you 10 percent of whatever I make).
- 5). Become a better long-distant friend. (I am STILL sitting on a gift I purchased for Nico in July.)
- 6). Use, less, commas, while writing.
- 7). Pay more attention to new music.
I wasn’t really up on the latest and greatest this year. Actually, I haven’t been up on the latest and greatest IN years. There was a time when are all I cared about were movies and music. I’ve become lazy at 30. I’m going to give this a shot anyway, knowing full-well I’ll remember something or hear something in a year from now that came out this year and regret some of my choices.
Top 5 Albums of 2004:
- 5). TV On the Radio: Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes
- 4). PJ Harvey: Uh Huh Her
- 3). Interpol: Antics
- 2). Modest Mouse: Good News for People Who Like Bad News
- 1). The Postal Service: Give Up
I had The Shins: Chutes Too Narrow on there as well as an M Ward: Transfiguration of Vincent. And wouldn’t you know, but both of these CDs came out in 2003. I’m always a year behind. This is why I don’t play this game too often. M Ward does, however, have a new CD coming out in February. Yay.
Anyway, The Postal Service is my top favorite album of 2004. My goodness, is it wonderful. I have a feeling, had I been exposed to it sooner, I would have really enjoyed Arcade Fire: Funeral. But I only just heard about them recently.
I would do movies, but I think my head might explode should I try.
I read too quickly and thought “Segway” was one of your goals. good grief.. who bought segways??
I was just tearing those things apart when my parents were visiting. Scary pieces of shit, they are. I do believe, back in the day, I gave them the title: So Everyone Gets Wider Asses, Yo.
I saw my first Segway at the airport in Chicago this year… I thought it was silly, but at least justifiable in that mega building.
If you want to take up href=”http://www.rughookingonline.com/” target=”_blank”>rug hooking</link> as your new hobby let me know and I’ll send you all the crap I bought when it was my new hobby.
Segways ought to come bundled with a t-shirt that says ‘I’m a jackass’
Balls. My link didn’t work. I try again…
I think I’ve told this story before, however, when we were living in San Francisco – you know, like a month ago – we were at the local grocery store and there was some perfectly able fella on one IN THE STORE. Which was fine. But when he was trying to check out, he couldn’t get the thing through the checkout isle. So instead of going around and parking the thing and then walking through, he decides to put it in reverse and try again. He did this about 6 times, banging the counter and the candy rack each time. I think he finally got it through. After Toby and myself, plus about 15 other rubberneckers stood there in awe of his audacity. People amaze me. Should this guy lose a leg in an accident, he’d become bitter and blame the world.
Donald, perhaps we can start a rug-hooking club? I’m down. I can train in from time to time and we’ll hook us some rugs together.
I was gonna suggest hooking … but it had nothing to do with rug ;)
Or maybe it did, if you decide to go both ways. Do I still get ten percent of the profits?
bad, bad fishy.
Are you suggesting that you’d like to be my pimp?
I guess if you’re able-bodied and on a Segway the ‘I’m a Jackass’ T-shirt is a little redundant.
A hooking club would be, awesome. I took a hooking class and it was me and a bunch of old ladies. We had the best times, we really did.
Picturing that scenario right now brings me pure joy. I’m dead serious, too.
Hooking club full of old ladies. HA.
Actually, I think my taking part in your endeavors would be a federal crime, since money would go across state lines.
Have you had your fill of pottery?
No way. I just have to find a place here that compares to the one in D.C. man, I miss that place. I am having similar problems with yoga. Nothing will ever come place to 18th and Yoga and Kyra. Nothing. :[
I think I found your pottery apron; shall I send it to you? Along with a very strange pair of pants?
You did?! that would be incredible. I might suggest holding onto it for me and I’ll pick it up in person? Toby and I are going to head there sooner rather than later. I’ll just pick it up. If that’s ok and it’s not in your way. Lord knows, it takes me years to send shit, so I don’t like to ask anyone to do that.
Your choice; no sweat either way for me. If it will induce a sooner visit, then I will hold it for you here!
The pottery studio must be where strange pants go to die. You got any wheels open on Friday evenings mpap? Since I’ve retired from hooking I’ve got some time on my hands [as you can see from my incessant posting today]…
I can’t speak for Mike, but I am sure they do. Hey, wouldn’t it rule if Toby and I could make it down every weekend to join you all? Man, those are the best nights. You’ll find a certain crowd. They rule.
Indeed I do, DonaldEugene! Come play in the mud with us!
Stop teasing, mihow! But yes, that would be very cool.
sorry about the crudeness. I forgot that your parents read your site.
Ahem. to Mihow’s family, Mihow isn’t really a hooker, and I don’t actually want her to become one.
Oh believe me fish, they have heard it all. S’ok
I hate to be the barer of bad news mihow, but
YOU ARE KIDDING ME! Holy crap, are you serious? My god, someone fire me already. Please.