Monday, December 31, 2007

Sayonara, 007...



Well, it would appear that most of us are going to make it through 2007 unscathed, or, at least, relatively so. Few among us can claim a pristine countenance devoid of scars and warts (except Donald Trump, of course), and it is my concerted opinion that we are all the better for it.

I did a little boxing as a young man, and there are more reasons than I can list why I didn’t pursue it on a professional basis, but suffice to say that on more than one occasion, I left the squared circle battered, beaten and humbled. But as I sat alone in the locker room with eyes nearly swollen shut and tried to figure out what went wrong, I recalled my trainer’s words… “Son, the sun don’t shine on the same dog’s ass all the time. It just wasn’t your fight to win tonight.”

Life’s like that, I think. We keep putting one foot in front of the other, maybe running for a little while, or just taking a stroll while we rest up and listen to the birds in anticipation of yet another sprint. So we might as well enjoy the scenery along the way. I’d like to thank all of you for helping me train. I realize I can’t possibly win my last big fight, none of us can, but with your help, I’ll keep punching.

As Robert Burns said:

"Shid ald akwentans bee firgot, an nivir brocht ti mynd? Shid ald akwentans bee firgot,an ald lang syn?"

At times like this, I wish I spoke Scottish! No matter...
Happy New Year, everyone!

5 comments:

Karen said...

As far as I'm concerned, you've earned the Championship Belt...display it proudly, Bob.

Happy New Year!

Karen

Shirley said...

Yea, Happy New Year, Champ!

kaylee said...

Well I speak Scottish
and all I can say is "I NEVER!"
and that may be part of the
problem. But more on me,
I think .....
I feel that.....
never mind, as you were.
Happy New Year to you and
all whom you love.
kay lee

Jo Janoski said...

Happy New Year! You're the Champ in my book, too. And thank you for all your help!

Bubba said...

Bless you all, ladies... and thanks. Where's that damned mistletoe when a guy needs it? Well, no matter, consider yourselves cyber-kissed. May all blessings come to you.