Morning has broken on the first work day of 2011, and I've discovered I'm in a stupid-giddy mood. I know this because I saw that, on this year's list of probable celebrity deaths, Dick Cheney is tied with Amy Winehouse. And I thought, wouldn't it be great if they were together when it happened? And literally tied with each other?
I find it's always a good idea to turn to the blog when I'm feeling this way, because these are the brainstates I want to remember and reflect on when I'm laid up in a hospice somewhere watching Larry Sanders episodes. Which, by the way, are currently streaming on Netflix and which, were I the 2010 me, would be confining me to my couch right now. But this is the 2011 me, the one with either A) a new lease on life, or B) a big, hairy-eyeballed writing deadline at the end of the month.
I've never been too big on new year's resolutions, because I've always felt that January 1 is just as arbitrary a date as any to start improving yourself. This year feels a little different, though, because before it's over I have a very strong impression that many of the vines that are meandering around the trellis of my life will either be cultivated or cut loose.
One thing I've resolved to do is to make a greater effort when it comes to my friendships. It's been a challenge living this far from where my life used to be, and too often I've had the chance to reconnect with friends only to be cowed by a long, horrendous commute on NYC's rapidly decaying mass-transit system. But you can only hope to receive an effort commensurate with the one you give, and that change begins with me.
Another idea I've been toying with for a few years is to use this blog to chronicle the things I learn each day--mostly so my dying mind doesn't forget them. So every blog entry will feature a little addendum called "What I Learned Today." It might be common knowledge to a lot of other people, but it will be new (and possibly fascinating) to me. And with luck, I won't repeat anything. After all, what else is a personal blog but a textual scrapbook you might leaf through while you're laid up in a hospice somewhere watching Larry Sanders episodes?
WHAT I LEARNED TODAY: Regardless of which of the appoximately 43 quintillion possible starting arrays, any 3x3x3 Rubik's Cube can be solved in at most 20 moves. Put that in your cube and rotate it.