“Have you made a resolution?” my wife asked. Had not.
She said that rather than make grandiose plans – join a health club -- it is better to lighten the load, leaving more room and time for better things that come up.
She is consolidating some details – stuff that banks and companies don’t seem to know how to do anything, on automated phone hell. Made sense to me.
I hereby vow to write less in the new year about things I don’t care about – sports that vanished in my rear-view mirror years ago. Just because the web is an endless maw doesn’t mean we should try to fill it, minute by minute.
For a while, I’m going to lay off Donald Trump and Pete Rose (who may, in fact, be the same person.)
Plus, any web site that inserts 15-second video commercials is getting X’d out of my queue. That’s not why we learned to read and think, to watch stuff jump around.
I will write about stuff that excites me – like discovering a new Shakespeare play (for me, that is). But enough for today.
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