Rich Rants

I was kinda "zoned out" the entire day— I didn’t even realized what time it was until the last 3 minutes into the new year.

I thought: "whatever, might as well wait for the damn fireworks show on the Strip then…"

I waited. Two minutes, 32 seconds to go.

Looked at the clock in our living room. One minute, 5 seconds to go.
*tick* tock* *tick* *tock*

Took a swig of my Pepsi. Glanced at our DVR Time Display. Final ten seconds.

*burp*

Ten.
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.

2008! Or so the Gregorian Calendar said. Or 12.19.14.17.4 — if you prefer the "Long Count" of an Aztec.

(I may be wrong on the Aztec calendar marking. It’s been awhile since I played around with those things).

Anyway, I only stood there for like, twenty seconds before retreating back to my little cave- er, room.

However, I wasn’t really paying attention to the firework display… my mind was wandering elsewhere; trying to find that spark, that inspiration… on how to approach this new year with renewed vigor, with a resolve as tough as granite. Last year’s was pretty good as far as resolutions were concerned; was able to do most of the things that I wanted to do.. I hope that it is enough to lay the foundations for my future plans.

I hope this is it. 2008, my breakout year.