For some reason, I really thought this Sylvester was going to be the Sylvester that erased all the computers. I was kind of panicked about it, so I did some preliminary preparation and bought some canned goods and that weird air-tight food available exclusively at space museums. You can obviously eat that stuff in non-gravitatational situations, but it hasn't stopped NASA from pressing it like Sky Mall presses those bathing suits that guarantee no tan lines. I mean, it's dried fruit. You don't have to be a bloody astronaut to enjoy it.
But when January 1st passed and I still had internet access and electricity, I started counting my blessings. I also made a few New Years Resolutions, one of which was to start writing in my blog again. So like any life goal, I promised to bring CheddarTed.com back for as long as I could sustain it. Now I'm editing this single post, three weeks after the fact, and thinking that this was a bad idea.
Anyway, the winter break was a pretty fresh one. I forced four idle scrabulous players to forfeit from a 10 shekel an hour internet cafe in Jerusalem, winked to a 13 year-old girl in the Ben Gurion Airport as I poured a mini-bottle of Bailey's into a fresh cappuccino at 11:45 pm on December 31st, and I agreed to join the Israeli Army with this architecture bro after he graduates college next year. So that should give you at least a perfunctory indication of my mental condition.
But in reality, all signs point to 2008 as being a positive year. I think I'll finally get that Vintage Schwinn I've been talking about for over twenty seven months.
It's nice to be back,
Cheddar
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