2011 was a big fat reality check for me. I cant blame my haters for doing their job. I shouldnt blame my friends for not living up to my expectations. And i wont blame myself for being so ambitious. Instead of blaming, i am learning form the tragic lessons of the past decade. In 2012, there will be no undercurrents. I will break out the Louisville Slugger long before i start pointing my finger. Lets see who the quick learners are ;’)
2011 wasn’t all kicked rocks. I’ve connected with folks I have long been out of touch. Jaz got engaged. I got theBeast. I avoided homelessness (barely). 99c sake bombs. Robb got married. Marcos got his car back. Kyeva made me a scarf. The lovebirds came back. The hot girls got hotter. Voyager 2 is crossing the heliosphere (and on it’s way to become the prodigal V’Ger in some Star Trek alternate reality). Bin Laden is fishbait. And those that actually care for me showed it generously. 2012 = Mad Love!