December 31st, 2007
Times Gone By
New Years Resolutions, yada, yada, yada.
1.Throw away all underwear with a propensity to slither up the crack of my butt.
Done.
I’d consider that a pretty successful day, and you?
2. Stop reading the news. The only word I’ve learned is “surge”, first Iraq, then Huckabee, now Edwards.
I wonder if the surges here will be as much of a technical failure as the one in Iraq?
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I’m going to merge a bunch of overdue processes here.
The lovely Hanna tagged me. I expect her to house me when I arrive in Italy, so am more than happy to finally get to do her meme. ME ME ME ME….Now I get it.
I’m supposed to list traits for all months, but you can see the traits for all months at Hanna’s
My traits, or “The Traits of May” as we’ll call them:
MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.
Take note, my heart is soft, it takes a lot to make me angry, I can heavy breath with the best of them, and I am frugal, though not to the point of parsimony. Why do you think it took me so long to throw out all the ass-crevice crawling underwear?
I would never tag you, I know you better than that. You’re familiar with procedure; if you can make this entertaining and are yearning to do so, go for it.
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Should Be Famous, on New Years Day will be posting the three blogs you could not live without in 2007. Check it out and send in yours. anonymously if you wish.
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I thank Sterling from chips and quips, late of course, for my community blogger award. I am awarded this more because the people who comment here are smart and interesting. So, I thank you all as well.
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In case I don’t make it back, I’ll probably end up doing some night boarding on New Years Eve, Happy New Year.
Please don’t drink and drive. If you must drink, and who among us doesn’t have to drink once in awhile, please take a cab, stay at a hotel, or on the floor of the miserable party you feel obligated to attend. If you kill someone while driving under the influence, you are a murderer. I will judge you harshly, even in death.
If you kill yourself, I will mourn your passing. Humming vigorously along with Amazing Grace, as I stand by your grave gently throwing fine dirt on your coffin, I will try to think of your untimely demise as the tragic death of an illustrious and talented, but tortured, artistic soul. The reality of it is I will think it the tragic death of a stupid, thoughtless, human being, careless with a life so many in this world would move mountains to live.
Until the tenth I’ll be sporadic.
After the fifteenth I’ll be consumed.
“We’ll drink a cup of kindness yet for times gone by.”
Peace
You and Hanna will be together? I know where to send all the wolf researchers in Europe for their annual population survey, then. ;)
Attractive and affectionate to oneself.
That’s Quilly rolling on the floor over there. I am, er, only too keenly aware of my flaws and sins.
Brave and fearless.
buc buc buc budAAACK!
Wonder what would happen if the same descriptors were published with the names of the months scrambled. Just sayin’ …
Congrats on that award. And have a happy, safe and prosperous new year.
Have a wonderful New Year Cooper–
sparodic then consumed? But by what she wonders?
Damn. Guess I won’t kill myself then. But now I need to make plans for New Year’s. Look what you’ve done!
I rarely drink on New Year’s as I’m usually the one driving everyone home on that day. It’s kind of like how in Buffy all the monsters take Halloween off even though you’d think otherwise. I kind of see it as more fulfilling to take holidays off from partying too hard and then making all the so-called “regular” days a hoot-and-a-half as she would say.
Eclettica Diva!!!
Buon Anno 2008!
xoXoO;))
pace amore sex
Well, happy belated holidays, chica!
Lol, pitching drawers to start the New Year???
Yep. No point in watching the news anymore.
Drunk driver’s die foolishly, the sober live the same way.
Have a Happy New Year Cooper and I wish you all the best in 2008.
I wear boxers. Unless they are way too small or way too large I don’t have much of a crawling up the ass problem.
I’ll send you a list.
I’d hate to have you mourn me that way so I’ll be careful, sleep on the boat in the harbor as I watch the fireworks.
I just read an article on a whole Maryland family wiped out after being hit by a drunk driver, in Ohio. It does bear thinking about.
Happy New Year Cooper.
“Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring.”
And that’s the best part.
Not wanting to be judged harshly by you, I will remain sober, or in place, this evening.
The best do not drink and drive message I’ve seen to date.
I love the “edit comment” feature.
Happy New Year cooper.
Thankfully, that is a problem I have yet to encounter with my underwear. Yeah, the the news SUCKS doesn’t it? Ack.
Be safe tonight bud.
Happy New Year, Cooper. May 2008 be thong-free!
I’m off to the slopes, a couple hours away, for a New Years Eve snowboarding fest. I’ll see you and address all your stupendous comments tomorrow. Be good guys, and be careful. I would miss you.
Peace and Happy New Year.
Happy New Year, Cooper!
We will be staying home tonight, opening a bottle of Dom ‘98. After that, we’re both going to quit drinking for a while, maybe a month or so.
Have a brilliant New Year Coop ^_^
Well I’d say you got everything in, HA! Fun post :)
Cooper, I wish for you in this New Year all of the happiness, prosperity and joy that your heart desires. Be blessed :)
Shelia
Brava.
A bit harsh, but understood.
Happy New Year.
May the snowboard god smile upon you, returning you to your blog in one piece.
I hear there are places that purchase old underwear for a good sum. You might want to check into that next time given your frugality. ;)
Here’s hoping your 2008 is full of everything you could possibly want!
M
Happy New Year and peace, Cooper
Nothing detracts from a good powder right like a pair of old or cheap undies riding up the crack. Thanks for causing a coffee-launch. All over the damn monitor. Could be worse, I suppose, had you gone on about a crevasse.
I’d put the youtube “Thong” ditty in this space just for you, but your comments don’t allow that type of response.
Sister says there is over 30 inches of snow on the ground at her house, even more up at Sunday River. Nothing says suckage like pennsyltucky in the winter.
Hope ya alls are enjoying your New Years Day.
meow and out.
Happy New Year.
I’m thinking of a poem now. Something likening the surge of Huckabee to the slithering of butt-creeping underwear.
Thanks a lot.
OC: I think I’d take August.
I hope you picked her up.
Pia: family, guests, friends, then school.
EW: Hope you manged to stay alive.
MoJo: I don’t drink to drink, though I don’t see much point in doing it as an activity.
Hanna: Happy new Year, your way as well.
Peace and Love for sure. Sex, never enough of that I fear.
Jason: Same to you, you should probably pitch yours too. I’ve heard some stories.
Doug: So you’re saying it doesn’t matter?
Peace tp you as well.
Brian: And to you as well.
Casey: I must be tired I read it as “I wear boxes”. Those would be easy to throw out.
jacob: “Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring.” I would expect as much.
DaveJ: Very safe I was.
Coyote: To you as well, though I’m answering all these quite late.
Sterling: Ditto friend.
Zoe: Brilliant I so wish, and the same to you.
Sheila: And for you the same. It’s always a new day.
John: I’m not that destitute yet.
Marvalus: Thank you M.
sk: Who said they were cheap?
I could only wish for it close to here the really good stuff is 5 hours away, we boarded on icy stuff for the most part.
Weirsdo : I want to read that one… the slithering surge, allowing people to get as close to an asshole as possible without becoming one.
your practicality puts my flamboyance to shame. i am self-flagellating for not coming by sooner.
happy new year, beautiful. missed you much.
Hell, Cooper. If all I had to do to bring things to a correct place in the space time continuum is get rid of the undies that “slither” up my butt, all would be good. Wedge? Now that’s more like it. And it looks like Italy is on our summer agenda…Cheers to you for being my favorite kick butt and take names person in the world right now. Happy New Year!
Wow your last post was on December 31 that’s been awhile, but hey I haven’t commented yet so here we are on January 2 and I’m saying… Happy New Year!
{illyria}: I long for your flamboyance. May the year bring it on for you dear illyria.
kellypea: “kick butt”works well here I think. ;)
Happy New Year Kelly.
Tuscany? Rome?
jake: Only two days Jake. I haven’t had much time to get around either. It’s that time of year, the effect of various forms of gluttony.
I very rarely drink. Maybe once or twice a month, but I think it can be an activity in its own right. I hardly ever drink heavily. I guess I’m just influenced by friends who grew up drinking and who started when they were young. I started relatively late so it’s like I have to catch up.