
And that about sums up Bill Mahar's thoughts on November 2. And covers his IQ.
2010 was quite a year. By many measures, not a great one. But that's life. We've seen better; we've weathered worse.
I'm putting 2010 in my rearview mirror.
And along with that, a few other random thoughts:
- Okay, it's snowing big time in the Northeast. It's winter...duh. How's that man-made global warming workin' out fer ye?
- 2010 will go down as the third consecutive year that Brett Favre should have stuck to retirement.
- Bronco fans are all in a thither over rookie QB Tim Tebow's first two starts (he's 1-1). Small wonder; a 4-11 season had little else to get athither about. Ever the eternal pragmatist, I think next season will be a major step forward if they manage an 8-8 season.
- as for the rest of Denver's sports teams...it is what it is. Though...the Colorado Rapids (soccer) did win their league championship. *Yawn*. But good on them, especially doing it without the Vuvuzela Monotony Choir.
- I was told that I should feel guilty about getting to keep my tax rate cut (from '03) for two more years. There must be something wrong with my guilt emotifier...I don't ;-)
- once again, God Bless the US Military. Past, present, future. You guys and gals all rock. Thank you.
- I hope everyone who loves Christmas, had a Merry one. I hope everyone who labors to eliminate Christmas from public view, had a Merry nothing, and develop painful rectal itch. Yeah, I know: that may not be very Christian of me, but it beats a religion that advocates strapping on a satchel charge, and blowing up women and kids in market places. Just sayin.
- My New Year resolutions haven't changed from 2010; as I said 'afore, I didn't accomplish a one of them. So they'll still viable for the same level of (un)achievement in '11.
- Though, I did promise to not fart in an elevator, and blame the service dog that was riding with the rest of us, ever again. If I can avoid riding an elevator with another service dog, that resolution is doable.
- My pet rock, Seymour, remains 90 friends ahead of me on Facebook. What that says, requires no further elucidation...
- to a couple emailers who do NOT do their research: I am NOT the same person by that name that made the sucky movie Pearl Harbor. Stop emailing me and asking for parts in future bad movies.
- though, it was kinda fun to write back and do my impression of Simon Cowell...
- after over 10 years of scambaiting, the inflow of messages has almost run dry. *Whew*. Now I can concentrate on something else. Danged if I know what.
Okay, 2011, it's your turn. Your days are numbered, so make 'em count.
Happy New Year.
Labels: 2010 kinda sucked, Bill Mahar, Happy New Year, randomness allowed to grow like a weed