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Christmas, Lights, MarkTwain, music, New Year, postaweek2012, Tracey Thorn

Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual. Yesterday, everybody smoked his last cigar, took his last drink, and swore his last oath. To-day, we are a pious and exemplary community. Thirty days from now, we shall have cast our reformation to the winds and gone to cutting our ancient short comings considerably shorter than ever. We shall also reflect pleasantly upon how we did the same old thing last year about this time. However, go in, community. New Year’s is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody save as a scapegoat for promiscuous drunks, and friendly calls, and humbug resolutions, and we wish you to enjoy it with a looseness suited to the greatness of the occasion.
Mark Twain, Jan. 1, 1863
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Corks have been popped.
Stockings (and stomachs) have been stuffed.
Avowals have been made.
So, Resolutionists, bring the tinsel and holly into 2013 with you and leave fear and gloom behind. Ask British folk-pop singer/songwriter and guitarist Tracey Thorn. She knows we’ll be alright. http://www.onlylyrics.com/tracey-thorn-lyrics-1103683.php
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I Wish You Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy.
Toni 1/3/13
I decided a few years ago that New Year’s resolutions are for the young. At my age I take every day as it comes, roll with the punches, and still have plenty of dreams to pursue. Life is good! I wish you the same.
I don’t really make New Year’s resolutions. If I feel the need to change something, committing to it on Jan 1st won’t make success any more likely. Best to do it when the spirit move me.
Yesterday the YMCA was full of new trial members and their resolutions. As a booster of said Y, I’m hoping that they stay the course and sign on for the long haul. I like the idea of rolling resolutions, as in rolling college admissions: it’s never too early or too late to resolve to fine-tune.
Patty
I made a resolution last year. I don’t remember what it was.