Imperfections
Happy New Year!
Or is it Happy New Years?? With an 's.' I think it's just year without an 's.' Shit. I don't know. Why don't I know. I went to school Come on. What did I yell last week at midnight besides 'Really, Eric? You did "special" break dancing??? ' Hummm. Maybe anything I yelled last week shouldn't be taken seriously.
Anyway, what I'm lamely getting at (and inspired by this witty won (I meant to write it that way, get it? It's witty) ) is that '09 is gonna be imperfect. It's gonna be messy. I may get a lot of stuff wrong. But fucking shit, I'm gonna get stuff done! I'm sick of sitting on projects waiting for inspiration or out thinking them past page 35. If I wait to do something perfectly, I'm never gonna do it. Worrying about something doesn't mean I'm caring about it. I'm just fucking worrying about it. Caring about something means DOING something about it. Doing means action. Less head. More work. Less worry. So here goes.
For 09:
I don't do writing perfect, but I'm gonna write my balls off this year.
I don't do yoga perfect, but I'm gonna yoga my va jay jay off this year.
I don't do life perfect, but I'm gonna live it like I do and fuck all the rest.**
Boom. How's that?
Thanks to ya'll who've given me shout outs on the H&R Block spot that's running (here and e-mail).
What's your imperfect 09 gonna look like?
**Added after read-thru. Wait. If I yoga my 'va jay jay' off, how am I gonna 'fuck all the rest?' I guess we'll just have to wait and see?

Imperfections are "perfect" because it gives you so much room. I can be imperfect any old day of the week.
I resolve to eat more chocolate.
I resolve to hug more often
I resolve to smile at everyone, even strangers (they will wonder what you're up to....)
I resolve to spoil my pets
I resolve to love, love, love my family and friends.
I resolve to enjoy right now (like Van Halen....)
I like resolutions that are doable and positive. I don't think I'll have any problem keeping these...
Saw your commercial - was so excited I yelled at the TV, "That's Annie!!!!", to no one in the room. Goofy, I know. But you rock.
Posted by: alicein1derland | January 05, 2009 at 05:45 PM
If I had TV, I'd yell my head off. Yer awesum, kid. Now go out there and make it messy.
Posted by: Colleen Wainwright | January 05, 2009 at 08:57 PM
Damn but I love it when you talk naughty. Happy New Year indeed! :-D Cheers!!
Posted by: doog | January 05, 2009 at 10:49 PM
Oh shit. Outed on the interweb for breakin' with Special Ed kids!
I like the "actually doing stuff versus waiting to actually do stuff, even if it's imperfect" mentality, by the way. Kudos!
Posted by: eric shanks | January 06, 2009 at 08:09 AM
I did yell, but then I wasn't sure it was you, so I felt dumb. I still feel dumb, but it's more of a vindicated kind of dumb.
In 2009 I resolve to make more sense.
Posted by: golfwidow | January 11, 2009 at 01:35 PM