The New Year

I have a new phone. It takes pictures. It is an MP3 player. It plays games. It can send text messages. And, believe it or not, it can make phone calls. I have dumped my I-Pod and now listen to music on this new phone. It has a 2 gigabyte hard drive - that's much better than my Shuffle.

A few minutes ago 'Voodoo Chile' began playing on my new phone. I looked at the clock and noticed it was 11:57. Everyone should ring in the new year with Stevie Ray Vaughn.

12:00

Nothing changed.

Stevie Ray still rules.

I just noticed this picture on our SigEp blog:



Most of the people that visit the Garden know just about everyone in that photo. I don't exactly know when that photo was taken, but I do know that it was a New Year's Eve party somewhere in the late 90's. I am happy to say that I am still in contact with all of those guys - brothers - friends. But holy shit! Life sure has changed since then.

I have no New Year's Resolution. There are a million things I want to do in life that should not be trivialized by making an arbitrary 'promise'. Sure, I could lose a few pounds and I could clean up my language and I could drink less and I could plant more in this garden. But it should not take the flipping of a calendar to change one's life. However, if you flip the colander at the right time, the pasta sauce will stick to the spaghetti better.