Clamato: Disease or Shitty Car?

Well, it turns out to be neither, but it was one of the things I found myself pondering in good ol’ 2004. Here’s a few other things what passed through me noggin, as well as some joys and disappointments.

Does one night in Bangkok really make a hard man humble, or just more of a son of a bitch?

Why are there more righties than lefties?

How does Jerry Seinfeld get away with having such a shitty hairdo? New Yorkers need to force that man to represent. Also, I find the waist of his jeans to be alarmingly high, like old man pants.

Why am I so concerned with Jerry Seinfeld?

Do the different colors of M&Ms somehow, psychosomatically, make them taste the tiniest bit different from one another? Must research further.

Can you trust a man who hates Oreos? I think there’s a clause in the Patriot Act about it.

Now, for some Joys:

My friend had a baby. If you check her blog regularly, you might catch it on a day when she mentions him.

I went to San Francisco, New York, and Cancun this year. I am ready to wash, rinse, and repeat.

I kept a poinsettia alive ALL YEAR. It is still alive. Perhaps, it is immortal. Perhaps, it is THE HIGHLANDER.

Another pal o’ mine got fired. Normally, this would be bad news, but it was very restorative for her. Her mental state improved immediately. I do miss having her around, though.

I finished my Master’s degree. I feel like a somebody, now. A very, very, very in debt and underpaid somebody.

Disappointments? Sure, I had some.

My diploma from The New School. For as much as I paid and as hard as I worked, I think I deserve a diploma that doesn’t look as if it is fresh from someone’s deskjet printer. Oh yeah, and an actual human signature would have been swell, too.

The election. 'Nuff said.

The election. Obviously, I’m not over it.

My Dad flaked out again. Guess he’ll come back in another 15 years.

The election.

The war in Iraq.

Hopefully 2005 will bring tidings of great joy to me and all you peoples. Here’s to a good one, ya’ll!