Monday, January 5, 2009
A New Year's resolution is a no-win deal. You might fail, which is especially bad if you'd resolved to recapture your lost self respect and so slip into an endless recursive spiral of doubt and loathing. For instance. Or you could succeed, and keep your resolutions, and then you'd have to continue writing a rant every Monday without the consolations of tobacco or alcohol. A very clever younger person pointed out the upside to me, however. She noted that January first is the best day of the year to visit the park if you like to watch fat people jogging.