Doldrums
Grandad December 28th, 2010
Well, that’s Christmas out of the way.
Now we have to survive that peculiar week leading up to the New Year. I always found this to be a rather strange week. Those of you who got involved ion all the hype are now wondering what the fuck happened, as you enter the great anti-climax. The rest of us are just enjoying our hangovers.
I never know quite what to make of this week. It’s not exactly a holiday, yet most people refuse to return to work. Not that I blame them. It’s a sort of Doldrums that happens every year where no one seems to quite know what they should be doing.
One thing that pisses me off about this week is the annual retrospection. For those of you who enjoy sport, I would like to point out that you have had your thrills and spills. There is no need to run endless programmes reliving those boring moments when some overpaid tosser scored a fucking goal or whatever.
I know this is traditionally the time of year to look back on the year’s events, but I have a little suggestion to make. Let’s just forget about it. OK? Do we really want to relive one of the most disastrous years in history? It was bad enough living through it once without having to relive it all over again.
I suggest we all go and get hammered. A few bottles of whiskey should do it. With a bit of luck, by the time we sober up, we should all be suffering from collective amnesia, and 2010 will be but a vague blur.
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I could not agree more and wholeheartedly. One good aspect of 2010 is that it is almost over. In the USA, the television networks and cable outfits have this nasty little habit of showing all the “famous” folks that have kicked the bucket during the pat year. Even listed is the birth date to the death date. Hell, a lot of the poor blokes were younger than what I am!
I suppose I should feel gleeful that I am not a statistic like those goners. However, that would be really rubbing it in. I’m not much into believing that those chaps and chapettes have any kind of knowledge that I am down here yucking it up that they have croaked, and I am still fulfilling my dream of continuing my nasty, earthly habits. I guess I have finally kicked the guilt trip the Church attempted to impose.
“One good aspect of 2010 is that it is almost over“ That is the only good thing about it.
Every day above ground is a good day.
And either one of my elbows still bends.
TT – True for ya [As we say here].
Willie – I tend to use both elbows. One for the pipe and one for whatever liquid sustenance is to hand.
I asked Santa to bring me a warm fire, my old cow dog at my feet, a leather chair, a cigar, a glass of MaCallan, and a fine man, one out of five isn’t too bad…. Life is Good…
Brighid…I wonder which one of the five Santa brought? But, never mind, it’s none of my business. Happy New Year, everyone.
MacAllan $46+tax here.
Willie: Your right not your business… Happy New Year to all of us.
tt: more like $1,000 here -S/H/Tax… under 30 yrs is just a baby scotch
There’s a major storm brewing here. The local store is out of toliet paper, cigs, bread, beer, batteries diapers, and milk. Thankfully, there was bottle of booze left (that stuff from Scotland with the sailing ship on it. I think it’s bottled in Newark, New Jersey). So much for Global Waming.
Grandad, I never thought I would hear you say “……..One thong that pisses you off is……,” and here I thought I knew you ever so slightly. Never has a thong pissed me off unless of course it is worn by the wrong female body type. Oh well I digress, Happy New Year.
“I suggest we all go and get hammered”
OK! WooHoo!