Hello whoever the heck reads this. Welcome to the New Year.
Between my last post and this one I have received a letter from my missing garden gnome McMullen. Apparently he and his wife Isabella were confused when they woke up to find themselves on a strange porch (we moved in October and apparently when they aren’t moving they also aren’t awake so they didn’t know we had moved). This has lead to them now going on “walkabout” to try to find us. Good luck McMullen.
So here we are in 2009. We’ve got a new President waiting to be sworn in, economists telling us we haven’t seen the worst of it yet, and now here in the San Francisco Bay Area we have racial tensions peaking due to a police shooting at Fruitvale BART in Oakland. Happy New Year!
They say things have to get worse before they can get better (whoever “they” are I just have to say that’s a pretty dumb statement… it’s like saying, “Wouldn’t you know I found it in the last place I looked.” Of course you did… why would you keep looking after you found it?!?) and we’ve really hit damn near rock bottom. I’m hoping this is the point where we get to start ascending again. We’re ready.