In an effort to nurture this new hobby/habit/lifestyle, I'm sitting at a coffee shop in SE Portland on a Monday morning, blogging.
This is a lovely thing, to be surrounded by hippies having philosophical discussions regarding the environment and how they could best "hear and support" one another in their respective endeavors. Watching the young mother let her very unkempt child wander around and bother everyone, because she clearly fosters the "it takes a village" parenting style. And of course, I'm flanked by about 4 other bloggers, doing exactly what I'm doing- embracing the cliche'. All I need now is a PBR and some thick-rimmed glasses, and I'm all set.
There are worse resolutions to make.
I could resolve to watch more Gary Busey films, join the Tea Party, start a dog-fighting ring, become Patient Zero, etc. but none of those are particularly appealing at this stage of the game. I'll probably do some reevaluating come March, though.
When I asked my two teenagers if they had any resolutions for the new year, they both kinda shrugged (which seemed almost athletic for them) and grunted, and I took this as a very positive sign. I've decided to interpret their responses as the following:
BOY: Yes mother, I am endeavoring to procure gainful employment and assist in paying for my upcoming college education, which will surely aid in my becoming a productive citizen. I certainly have no intention of sitting here and playing Skyrim for the rest of my life.
GIRL: Of course, mother. I plan on raising my grades up from the depths they have sunk, to grades more befitting a child of my intelligence level. I will also begin practicing my saxophone regularly, in order to excel as one of the greatest jazz musicians of all time. I certainly have no intention of sitting here and playing Skyrim for the rest of my life.
Did I mention that part of the whole cliche' evolution would be include a staunch adherence to optimism? Cause irony is sooooo 2011.
What sweet and endearing children...in your own mind.
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