I thought I would review this years goals and give myself some pass/fail ratings:

8 Goals for ‘08

1. Ride 1600 miles on my bike - PASS (rode 2400)
2. buy a Swobo PASS
   
3. lose some weight — 20 pounds - PASS (lost 10 to 15, depending on the scale)
4. Be Peace (think Thich Nhat Hanh) - FAIL
5. write more - FAIL
6. practice loving kindness (think Pema Chodron) - UM, FAIL
7. do more yoga - FAIL
8. buy a B.C. Rich Warlock guitar and start a death metal band called “My vulvo ain’t boxy” - FAIL

2 8 More Goals for ‘08

1. be less sarcastic - 20% REDUCTION IN SARCASM
2. find a direction for my life, i.e. redefine myself in some way that will make me and those around me happier - FAIL (for the most part, though I think it is clearer than ever that my current life/work situation is mediocre at best and I deserve better and need to challenge myself more.)
3. shit, I can’t think of anything else.

a little fuzzy, but there it is...

Next year, I’ll be doing 250 per month for a total of 3,000 miles for the year. That’s the goal.

into 2009 and away from the shithole mindfuck that was 2008. Goodbye, little demon year. Goodbye, little demons.

Let 2009 be a year of total self-actualization.

(thank you to our sponsors, The Society for Caffeinization and Probery and the Perambulating LoveBots Institute.)

I have to ride thirty miles today.
That may cause some chafing.
I will lube up first, perhaps
No, not that kind of lube.

We were all out of Zeke’s coffee this morning
so I drank some french roast
a little ashy
too dark for daily consumption.

My beard has begun to get wavy
but trust me, it is only waving
at you.

I think I’ll cut some plywood
today into smaller pieces
of plywood so that I can have
smaller pieces to paint on.

and I might collect some tree
branches for other sculpture ideas.

reification = “thing”-if-i-cation.

thank you, Miranda. Thank you.