Thursday, December 31, 2009


Numbers on a calendar are arbitrary. You have to keep track of them so people don't get mad at you for showing up late or missing a flight or a payment, or I suppose there are other important things to you or someone else. The year is marked by moments. Here's to another year of moments (I'm raising a glass of Jameson, if you can't see). The moments that make up a life are nothing special and they are all special.