Friday, December 3, 2010

Helliday Reboot for the Apocrypha

Welcome to the Hellidays reboot of the Owl Meat Apocrypha. Usually the time between Thanksgiving and New Year's Day is a tedious depressing period. There's Thanksgiving, my birthday, Christmas, and New Year's Eve. Kwanzaa and Hannukah don't add anything positive either. My usual strategy has been to yell at the TV, drink bourbon, clean my guns, and stare forlornly into the middle distance while arguing with imaginary ex-girlfriends. Not this year.

This year I am going to be socially promiscuous and accept any and invitations to do things, especially new things. I am going to seek out social opportunities and enjoy them all. In short, I am embarking on a radical agenda of enjoying life. So I will try to blog about fun things around town and forgo poetry about food and death.

Let's go!

Play me out, Walt Whitman

I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.

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