My view of the world

On a brighter note.
Christmas Day was in the high 60’s with no wind, and you wonder why people come to Las Vegas for Christmas.
Yesterday the wind kicked up and the temperature got all the way down into the 40’s with a high in the low 60’s. There is some small chance of rain in the next couple of days, but the only thing the news seemed to notice was that if the wind exceeds 10mph New Years Eve, they won’t be able to set off several million dollars worth of fireworks. The way I see it, the entire fire department is on O.T. that night anyway so….

I just stepped out the back door, which I’ve had open all day, to start the barbeque, I have the old fashioned kind that uses charcoal because I prefer the flavor cooking over coals gives you.
I’m indulging and having a Porterhouse with corn on the cob and baked potato.

I’ll loose weight after the 1st. Really..what do you mean you don’t believe me? Just because I have failed every other year doesn’t mean I’ll give in this year, some people have no faith, either that, or they’re playing the odds.

I just turned the steak and checked the corn, I baste the corn with butter and put it directly on the barbeque, so I have to keep checking it.

Quite obviously my problem is that I like food and I hate exercise, but this year I have to lose some excess bagage because of my blood pressure and my knees.
It’s hell not to be 20 and indestructable, but I wouldn’t have missed this trip for the world. It’s been an intensely interesting ride so far and I’m just getting my second wind.
I got rid of that 20 something I was knocking boots with, now I think I’ll take some time for myself and then find a thiry or fourty something that’s not a complete hose-monster and that might want to see a movie or shoot some pool, and not try to drink the entire bar under the table, I’m just getting too damn old for that life.
My life sometimes reminds me of a song by Apache Moon called “12 Year Old Whiskey and 20 Year Old Women.” Logically I know I’m too damn old, but when that 20 year old heart stopper smiles, my mind goes on vacation and I’ve just got to try.

In the mean time the steak was just right, the corn was great and the potato is sitting here with butter and sour cream, maybe I’ll have to wait a bit for that last piece of key lime pie and a cup of strong black coffee. I’ll probably put off dessert until I close the backdoor, about 7 or so.