Changes are coming!

Well Stacey has been told that we are in the home straight so far as the pregnancy is concerned. So I should be a dad any day now. Kind of scary but I guess that it happens to the best of us. I am sure with a little training and the right education our daughter can one day turn out for Manchester United. Or at least make enough money on the golf tour to support us in our old age.

The weather here is most class, around -10C for the high with a bunch of snow. Means that the usual bunch of idiots will be out on the roads trying to navigate the black ice and tricky conditions. I think I might leave early so I can catch the class of Ryan Giggs handing one to the Spurs.

A New Year, same resolutions?

Another New Years has come and gone, and it seems that with every passing year my enthuisiasm for the event wanes a little further. Might be a sign of old age, or merely an aversion to having to schedule 13 different peoples needs and agendas for a simple dinner.

Another New Year means another meaningless list of resolutions. It seems that every year the list remains the same: Lose weight, work out at the gym more, attend more cultural events, read more books, etc. etc. I am not sure if it a sign of the randomness of life that most peoples list are somewhat similar, or that there really isn't much else to do in the world except compete for the same activities and goals with everyone else.

My list this year contains only a single item: Live life. I figure that if I wake up every day with an enthuisiam for what the day holds in store, everything else will take care of itself. That way I don't feel depressed when I forget about my resolutions by March, and have the same exact list next year. I'll give it a bash and see how it turns out.