That’s “Twenty Ten”. Not “Two Thousand and Ten”. Not “Two Thousand Ten”. It’s shorter. It’s easier to say.
I wonder if 2010 will be the year we make contact? Maybe aliens from other worlds can settle this whole religion thing once and for all. Imagine all the hate and war that would no longer be justified because of the excuse “deity] said”. That would allow people to be shown as the true bigots they are naturally. Not that would stop the hate or war. I’m such an optimist.
It’s just another day. Like the one before. And the one before. About the only difference is that I have to quit writing 2009 and start forcing myself to write 2010. Again, I’m such an optimist.
I really don’t have any rituals for this time of year. One would think that after 36 years on the planet, I would at least do something special on some occasion. I guess that’s what happens when one tends to be contrary. I think the Husbear is itching to do something, but he hasn’t presented me with any plans up to this point.
Since Homer does a year-end portrait, I thought I would do that as well. Seems like a good thing to refer back to over time.
Me, in my hoity-toity t-shirt that needs to be retired.
I personally think Homer looks much more debonair.
Oh, and a Happy New Year to you.
Until next time...
That is such a good pic of you, save the shirt, it will be even more vintage one day.
Thank you. I wear it so little that it probably will make it to the time it does become vintage.
Happy New Year Erik!
Happy New Year to you too, Cindy! And to Randy and the kiddos as well!
I disagree! Let’s have a cat fight and then kiss and make up/out.
I say we just skip the cat fight and get on the rest of that. 😉
Nice.
I made the switch from writing 2008 to 2009 pretty easily. I forgot to psych myself up for it this year, though. Guess I’d better start now.
It takes me a few months to be able to write it without thinking about it anymore. Usually just in time for the next year.
Happy New Year to you, Superman and the kiddos!
Woof! Blessings and good things and cheers for the New Year. Whatever digits it may have.
The digits really aren’t that important, except to the government and banks it seems.
Happy New Year to you!
20-10 it is. That’s the way I’ll say it. Happy New Year to you and yours. You look great in that picture. Don’t give up that t-shirt yet!
20-10 just sounds more logical too for some reason. At least in my own little world.
Thanks, and I don’t plan on getting rid of it just yet.
Happy New Year to you and yours as well!
Woof… id like to see ya lose that shirt too!!
That might be a resolution for me this year. To take a picture without my shirt on. And NOT feel all bashful about it.
Did I hear someone needing a photographer ???
First I need a psychologist or a pharmacist to help me be less bashful. But then I’ll need a photographer, of which I luckily know of one 😉
Seems like all the things I need start with a “P”. Curious.
Well, I hope I know the photographer as well.
The rest of the ‘requirements’ or ‘needs’ are just icing on the cake 😉
Wow, you are gettin bushy. And sexified!
Merry Blue Year!
Bushy. And grayer. Which I didn’t realize until I was looking at that picture. Damned fluorescent lighting!
Merry Blue Moon New Year to you, cb!
hau’oli makahiki hou! may 2010 be filled with all the best to you and everyone who is important and/or special in your life. big alohas to you from waaaay out in the pacific!
happy new year!
Happy New Year!
I am new to your blog but appreciate tattoos and appreciate ANYONE who wants to get rid of the pesky “Two-thousand” and that ever-present “AND”