This year, my original resolution was to write something that gets
into "Bartlett's Familiar Quotations." It's possible; they've lowered
the bar considerably. It's not just Shakespeare, the Bible and Oscar
Wilde anymore. "Show me the money" got in. But it's still a toughie.
I might not make it.
So I've resolved to do the following:
1. Learn my local streets. I've been in Laguna since 1986, and
it's time I stopped mixing up Ocean and Forest.
2. Go to the beach and stare at the ocean until I get some kind of
profound thought. If not profound, then sensible. That's what the
horizon is for.
3. Go through the day without drinking a Diet Pepsi. Just one day,
to prove I'm free.
4. Do something about the mayonnaise jars full of change in the
closet. You can't get in there.
5. Watch a City Council meeting from beginning to end. This is a
tall order. Unless the issue has emotional resonance, like parking
meter rates, I can't take the conversation. My head falls right off
my neck. An immature reaction; needs to be addressed.
6. Learn to think more seriously. Consider the big issues. A
little less baseball and a little more foreign policy. A little less
comedy and a little more spirituality.
7. Go blond.
I showed this list to my wife, Patti Jo, and she suggested some
additional resolutions for me. They have to do with the way I flip
the pillows around in my sleep and get grease spots on my shirts and
how we don't go out enough. She prefaced these remarks, however, by
saying that I was perfect overall.
There's wisdom and tolerance in that overview, and I think we
should all consider it when we choose our resolutions. After a
certain number of years, it's impossible to repaint the whole canvas.
Better to think of it as touching up a masterpiece.
* Sherwood Kiraly is very much a work in progress.