Better late than never. I came up with these prior to January 1, but with the snow in Montreal over the weekend, I never made it to the Grand Bibliotehque to post, and I've been somewhat busy this week.
I've never taken New Years resolutions all that seriously, but it's kind of a fun idea, and I usually proffer a few, more to myself than anyone else (at least before I started blogging). Most are more quirky than dead out serious.
One year, I resolved to stop eating meat and made it through three months or so. A friend told me that he's resolved to never buy and cook meat, but will eat it if the animal has already been killed and served up (such as at State Rep functions). I would in fact love to be a vegetarian, but the body is weak. I eat less meat and certainly will never knowingly wear fur (the age of polyester should have moved us beyond the need to trap harmless little animals).
A few years ago I was successful in burying the hatchet with a couple of people I had not previously gotten along with. I felt better for it, but am actually inclined to go the opposite direction this year.
1) No Criticism for the Loathsome! I've got a list of a dozen people whom I so loathe (they earned it) that I resolve to not even mention their names in public or in this space. I was going to name them here and then never mention them again, but I've resolved not even to do that; not even initials. Thus, you will not see me criticizing a dozen people by name this year. As far as I'm concerned, they're dead and don't even merit consideration. Hint, Hint--Ten are State Reps (nine Republicans), one journalist, and one other, a Manchester lowlife.
2) No TV Appearances. Having given up my TV show in November, I thought it would be fun to resolve to do no TV for a year. I usually do a guest shot with Denis Goddard in Concord, and Ken Gidge has asked me to do his show in Nashua. Nope. No Soup for you; no TV for me. Not even those quickie interviews in the State House hallway.
3) Lay off polls. Regular readers will note that I was so hooked on polls that I did a weekly rundown for most of last year, my least popular feature, some people told me. I resolve to not write about polls and in fact to avoid polls completely. Let's see how long this one lasts.
4) Welcome Back Kathy--Kind of like my resolution to bury the hatchet, I resolve not to say any more bad things about former Democrat Chair Kathleen Sullivan (unless of course she attacks me first). She came up to me at the inaugural yesterday and acknowledged that she actually agrees with some of the things I write. As well she should. That's good enough for me. Kathy is back in good graces; at least for now...see how nice I can be. Besides, she lives in my ward, and after the close call this year, I may need her vote. Not.
5) A Fox Downgrade--Since the election, I've been weaning myself from wall-to-wall news, but for 2013, I resolve to avoid Fox News in the Morning and at five (Fox and Friends hosts are particularly annoying and at five, we get five of the least likable people on the planet), and prime time folks Sean and Greta are virtually unwatchable (maybe a dash of O'Reilly is okay...as long as he stops ranting about Christmas and plugging his own great deeds). I'm fond of the regular Fox News reports, Brett Baier is great and Shepherd Smith is ok (except when he's showing people blowing their brains out), but no more of Fox's right wing drivel for me. (I don't get MSNBC so I've never been subjected to its left wing drivel).
6) Read David Copperfield and More Classics--It's time to devote more time to reading great literary classics which I've avoided all my life. Since John Irving recommends Charles Dickens so highly, I actually got through Great Expectations, Oliver Twist, and A Tale of Two Cities in the last few weeks. The length scared me away from David Copperfield, but I pledge to get through it (I began last night) and a few other classics this year. Someone yesterday suggested The Portrait of Dorian Gray. Irving likes Wuthering Heights and Madame Bovary. Any ideas? Post them here (no Hemingway or Steinbeck please...that's too much to resolve) I did The Three Musketeers, Lorna Doone, Moby Dick (ugh), and The Scarlet Letter back in high school.
7) Avoid Morris. Last year, I resolved to immediately change the channel if Dick Morris, His Fraudelency, The Foot Fetishist, ever appeared. I made it through most of the year, but weakened just prior to the election, in time to catch his totally wrong elections predictions offered with such sanctimonious smugness. This year I resolve to make it all the way through Morris-free. And I expect to hold myself to this one...if none of the others. The man is a total sellout and fraud.
8) Depart From The Chamber--This resolution I managed to keep Wednesday. I resolve to leave the House chambers whenever the one Rep I most loathe gets up to pontificate (one of the nine in resolution one). No more hints, but watch my mobility...with advance apologies to Susan and Ed who come between me and the aisle (thanks Gene, thanks a lot; the longer I'm here, the farther I'm removed from the aisle. I seldom forget such shabby treatment).
But then I digress.
Is that enough? Let's make it an even dozen.
9) More fudge--I resolve to purchase and use fresher chocolate chip cookies and thus make fudge that can be eaten rather than drunk in 2013.
10) Blog On--I resolve to continue this blog for another year with an average of 10 postings a week including a trivia question of the week, usually from some obscure fact I've picked up (often on Monday...in fact, here's next week's question...which President once referred to luminaries dining in the White House as the greatest collection of wit and wisdom "since Jefferson dined alone"?). I further resolve to correct all errors (except an occasional typo) when I learn of them—no one is perfect, but we should all be committed to remedying our imperfections.
11) Happy Thanksgiving—To take my brother’s grandchildren to the playground (or wherever they want to go) after eating Thanksgiving dinner in Vermont.
12) Spend a day in Plymouth, just to see how it’s changed since I spent the happiest years of my life there (college and early journalism days). Samahas Store better still be there!
That's enough. Love you, Kathy. That was easy.