Hello, all. Just rolled in from an eleven-hour drive home from Florida, threw our bags on the floor, and went to sleep. If I try to be erudite or funny now, it’s going to fail miserably, so I’ll just scratch my bed-head, say good morning, and wish you all the best in the coming year.
I’m looking forward to 2011; it has a lot of potential. Now it’s just a matter of rolling up my sleeves and converting that potential into something real and wonderful. And that’s my goal for this year (I don’t like ‘resolutions’): to roll up my sleeves and keep them rolled up, as much as humanly possibly, for as long as humanly possible. Nothing gets the job done better than that.