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30 December 2010

Railroad Ties and December 30th

     Since I'm new to blogging, I'm going to interrupt the story I began with my first post yesterday and try some stream-of-consciousness posting, so to speak.       
     My problem with blogging is that I tend to over-edit.  Actually, saying I tend to over-edit is like saying that railroad ties tend to be rigid.  For those who've never jumped off a roof onto a trampoline with railroad ties below it and broken your spine, and I hope that includes most of you, trust me, railroad ties are used for railroads precisely because they're inflexible.  The earth below them may squirm and compact a bit, but railroad ties remain indifferent to all those external goings on.  Any given railroad tie and his buddies - which, incidentally, are tied together by iron rails and therefore made even stronger, but that's a topic for another blog - are going to stay pretty much where they are despite what goes on around them.  They stare back at the world defiantly and, if they could talk, would say, "Go ahead.  Run a train weighing several thousand tons over me.  I don't care.  I'm not goin' anywhere."  You get my drift.
     Now, for the subject of December 30th.  Do you ever feel like December 30th?  I mean, who really cares about it?  Religious holidays, cultural observances, birthdays, and other such markers of which I'm ignorant notwithstanding, December 30th reminds me of that movie title, Almost Famous.  Not quite the last day of the year, post-Christmas, pre-New Year, absolutely no claim to exclusivity that I'm aware of.  But that's not the painful part.  The painful part is that it's almost the last day of the year, but not quite.
     I feel like that sometimes.  Like I'm almost a good writer, or painter, or father, or son, or employee, or you name it.  That can really bother me, but today I'm going to let that be okay.  It is what it is, they say, and I is what I is.  Right now, I is a person who needs to get my ass off the couch and go to work, to be a worker among workers, a citizen of our little blue planet.