So there I am, sitting at my desk plugging away at our website updates trying to make it look like I’m super busy and listening to some Internet radio. I’ve been on a 80’s band kick today and so I’ve been bouncing the 80’s stations from POP to hair metal, to give you an idea of the blend today I just heard Def Lepperd’s Photograph, The Eurythmics Would I Lie to You, and Michael Jackson’s Man in the Mirror in the last half hour. Back to the point though, which is: Its days like this when you least expect it you come across unique musical talents like the fairly well unknown GODLEY & CREME, with their non-hit CRY. One only need step back a few words and read the last sentence over to understand why this group hasn’t burned up the charts. Now I’m sure some uber-nerd will pull out the intraweb lexicon of bullshit facts I never asked to know and tell me Soandso Godley wrote songs for that amazing power group Ricardo & the Fantasy Island Jam Band or some other actual successful group of the decade – but that would ruin my humorous find so fuck the uber-nerd and his useless facts.
Well people…I’ll likely not post until the New Year, so I’ll say my not-so-fond farewells to 2008 and Salutations to 2009. Another shitty year comes to an end with only the promise of more of the same in the year to come. What are you gonna do? Fortunately the whole point is that no matter how desperate the outlook may seem, that’s the whole reason to celebrate the New Year. Hey, we survived one more year…the opportunities to fix our mistakes still exist. It doesn’t matter that our track record of following through on our resolutions is at about a 1% success rate, its that we keep lying to ourselves to feel better that counts.
In all seriousness, I hate you all…damnit, no! Seriously, I’m putting the gag on personalities 3-7 (the rowdy, angry ones)…Happy Holidays to all my friends, family, the Cherokee Nation, the coal miners I routinely use as the butt of my fictional comedies, the jackass I splashed by buzzing a puddle (he was riding in the street and there was lots of traffic to maneuver around), Those awesome Cats at Sunshine Snacks who bring me my fine assortments of Cheeze-it snack crackers, and…all those empty suits on Capital Hill who provide me an limitless source of comedy gold on a daily basis. Let us all remember the coolest part about Christmas, or December 25th if you don’t recognize Christ as the son of your invisible deity, which is that General George “Welcome to the Gun Show” Washington led a ragtag band of Freedom Loving AMERICANS across the Delaware River and while outnumbered, poorly clothed, and outgunned they kicked some tea-sippin, imperial-minded British Asses. Those brave, half-crazed fellows fought to protect nearly everything we hold sacred to this day – slavery being the obvious exception, of course – and what better way to spend the holidays than by being greatful to those who fight to preserve that freedom both then and now. Hug a soldier for Christmas Bitches!
Merry New Years,
TAXI
