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Saturday, January 01, 2005New Year's Eve has come and gone, and, once more, I'm not sure what the big deal is about. Maybe because it's the second banana to the Christmas celebration, the red-headed Sam to the Yuletide Willis and Arnold Drummond, if you will. Then again, the Maytag man (WKRP's Gordon Jump) didn't try to molest Baby Jesus. At least not that we know of. (Get on the bus with Leary and Scorcese.) It seems to me that the new year would best be celebrated in spring, when new life is emerging everywhere. But psycologically, in the heart of a desolate winter, I suppose it gives us hope, warms the cockles of the heart. Sorta like a Mr. T guest appearance. Whatchoo talkin' bout, 2005!?! Time for some wine and mouse porn. posted by Nate on 8:18 PM link Thursday, December 30, 2004For years, I have dreamed about getting out of the Midwest in a most hasteful (hasty?) manner. Now that I'm older, though,I appreciate the misery, and the breaks thereof. The winters in the Lake Michigan area are cold with a ton of snow (twice as much a year as Chicago, a mere hour and a half away but on the other side of the lake; thank you, funky wind current Lake Effect Snow). For example, it was 59 degrees today. Downright balmy by December standards. It felt like February or March, and it was exhillerating to be outside. It's the sort of day that, if you resided in San Diego, you would take for granted or maybe even be let down by. But the Midwest gives you the pain in manageable doses. Not unbearable seasons like Alaska or equatorial Africa, but a large enough calindrical change that you notice them and appreciate how good you have it. Why, it could be twenty below right now with blizzard conditions. Sure it'll get cold and rainy this week, but I'm not buried in three feet of snow; I can warm myself in front of the fireplace with a cognac instead of amputating frostbitten limbs or suffering a horrid death in a tsunami. For all its faults, the Midwest gives you perspective. It's a bit sad that this perspective is not gained by our participation in retail outlets and strip malls and grocery stores, but instead by our tolerance to extreme temperatures, but that's the way we blue jean-wearing apes are programmed. Basest desires, yo. Don't blame me; blame God. Or thank Him for the weather's violent / wonderful dichotomy that lets us reflect on the big picture. Yay, God. posted by Nate on 10:38 PM link Sunday, December 26, 2004Here is an article I wrote a few weeks ago and just got around to revising. It is entitled My Hair. Savor it like the last drop of Christmas figgy pudding completed with egg nog chaser, and stuff. posted by Nate on 10:37 PM link
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