January

I am back. I should comb the dark, very dark, recesses of mind for another game of "what happened on this date in MY life". I should and I will not do that. If only for the fact that this date, and other similar ones, have little meaning to me. I can say that a good friend's sister got married 26 years ago tomorrow, that much I remember.

January has always been a bit of a blur to me. The first month of the year and it tends to move quickly. I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. I guess it is just a thing. It used to be I could get excited about the Super Bowl but the NFL has extended the season to the point that the Super Bowl is played in February (Feb 1, this year).

Other than the Lad's birthday, my nephew and niece's birthdays and the birthday of a friend or two or three, this January has little meaning for me. It is like September was, while I was in school. It took me a good month to realize that I was in school. It takes a January for me to realize that it is a new year.

It is a strange way to look at things, but it is my way.

Well, what do have in the news...Nortel seeks bankruptcy protection (become a technoligical also-ran and buy other also-rans, cook your books, stuff your sales channel...all great strategies to increase sales and profits and sustain such success. Actually, pricing goods without factoring in the cost of capital, as if it is free, is another fabulous Nortel business strategy. Good luck with that.)...Co-ed is auctioning her virginity to pay for a masters degree in Marriage and Family Therapy (she is 22, has a cute face, claims to be "extra tight" [I added that, it is the salesman in me--now that sounds really gay] and the bidding is up to $3.75 Million. Apparently, she got the idea from her 23 year old sister who successfully raised money for her own degree by working as a prostitute for a few weeks, kind of like a vacation, except instead of lying in the sun and fucking, you fuck and take money from your partner directly, per act (their parents in San Diego must be proud).

Do I need to go on? Well, enjoy your day and evening. Ciao!