I LOLed a lot, I cried a very little bit, and in between the two it was a pretty damn good year. The end.
In his book “On Writing” Stephen King advises aspiring writers to not use 30 words when 20 will do the job. Yeah, I know, sometimes he needs to heed his own advice. Anyway…yeah, that was my year. I wanted to thank all of my friends who made this year the quality endeavor that it was, as well as my family who contributed in their own unique way. I’d also like to thank, in no particular order:
President Obama – dude gave me plenty of stuff to write about.
The republican party – see above.
Organized religion – see above.
My messed-up sex life – see above.
My coworkers – for keeping me entertained at a job that is beginning to suck; you make it as fun as it can be.
The GI Bill for the extra money that came in handy. When is extra money ever not handy, and how is any money considered extra?
Lancaster – for…uh, yeah, for being where I live.
Porn – not sure if I’ve ever given porn a shout out but it deserves one.
The few good movies that came out this year, and the rest of the movies that sucked for pushing me closer to being a curmudgeon.
UFC – for giving me a way to spend time with my dad and oldest brother without having to argue about politics. And, for the money I won from my dad betting him on it. Don’t cry for pops, he can afford it.
If I forgot to mention you, it’s because you either fit into one of the categories above or
I don’t think you’re important enough to be in this blog I just didn’t have the space for you this year, but you meant just as much to me as everything listed above. I love you all.
Here’s to 2011 being much better than 2010. Thanks for reading, and I hope to keep you coming back next year.