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Resolve Yourself

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As the new year arrives, the annual acts of introspection, personal assessment, and deep soul-searching are effervescing across the nation, spurring aspirations for self-improvement.

The New Year’s resolutions abound.

Some resolutions are to purge undesirable habits: smoking, picking your nose, being Joy Behar, punching people in the face who press you on what your New Year’s resolutions are.

Some resolutions are to adopt desirable habits: a healthy diet, good hygiene, not being Joy Behar, apologizing profusely after punching the person in the face who pressed you on what your New Year’s resolutions are.

Some people simply resolve to approach life with a more positive attitude toward their fellow man; they feel they can make the world a brighter place.

To all of this, I have one response: Wake Up Fools! Your fellow man sucks.

You’re awesome; it’s everybody else that needs to change.

To that end, here is my 2025 list of resolutions for others:

  • Don’t walk around on December 31st and say, “See you next year” to everyone you meet and chortle as if you’ve just invented it.
  • Don’t respond to the “See you next year” guy by sharpening a stick to a fine point and poking him in the eye with it as you say, “Now you won’t,” regardless of how appropriate it may seem.
  • If somebody says something you find funny, just laugh like a normal human being; don’t say lol out loud.
  • Don’t ride your skateboard in the middle of the street as if you own it; I will run you over, you smug little bastard.
  • Don’t run around showing people pictures of a footprint that you think is indisputable proof of Bigfoot. Your wife has hobbit feet and she walks around barefoot entirely too much.
  • Don’t place your new mooning garden gnome, Willard, facing your neighbor’s kitchen window.
  • Don’t act all surprised when your new mooning garden gnome, Willard, is mysteriously smashed to bits in the middle of the night.
  • Don’t accuse your neighbor of things you can’t prove.
  • Don’t inadvertently set your garage on fire while attempting to rid it of a hornet’s nest with a road flare. As funny as it was, you’re a menace to the neighborhood.
  • If you’re a mime, don’t be.
  • Don’t bring the express lane at the supermarket to a screeching halt by getting into a protracted conversation about your nephew Josh with the cashier. We’re all upset that he’s back in jail, but if you’re on probation, you shouldn’t be smoking crack.
  • If you’re on probation, don’t smoke crack.
  • If you are on probation and you are smoking crack, don’t do it in your car.
  • If you are on probation and you are smoking crack in your car, don’t do it while driving over the speed limit…or on the sidewalk.
  • Don’t post proof of your probationary violations on Facebook with the description: look what I did.
  • Don’t tweet about your incriminating Facebook post just to ensure everyone sees it.
  • Don’t assure someone that you have beer in your fridge and then hand them a Natural Light.
  • Put all the baby pictures away; your first three children were ugly, and I’m sure this one will be, too.
  • Everything your child does is not precious unless, by precious, you mean annoying beyond the ability to be described with words.
  • It’s never good to start a story with the phrase: my child did the most precious thing in juvenile court today.
  • Don’t get all pissy when you see something on a list that you think may pertain to you; it absolutely does pertain to you. Learn from it.
  • Finally and simply: don’t pretend you’re not a moron if you are a moron (you know who you are).

Addendum: I saw the picture of your baby; he looks like a potato.

Willard R.I.P.  We barely knew you.
Willard R.I.P.
We barely knew you.

2023 and a Bongo Antelope

I’ve decided to start the new year out on a positive note. I want to set the tone for the next twelve months as we begin this fresh trip around the sun. (Sorry flat Earthers.)

I believe I’ve come up with the perfect way to christen the year 2023: a plan to destroy my worst enemy.

You may think that’s not starting the year out on a positive note–it’s positive for me!

My plan is nearly perfect; all I need are four honey badgers, a bucket of semi-rotted boysenberries, five sheets of 60-grain sandpaper, an ostrich egg, one pack of double-sided tape, a small number of dung balls gathered by Egyptian dung beetles, yak vomit–copious amounts, a calligraphy pen with parchment, a bongo antelope, and two double cheeseburgers with bacon.

You may think this list is long and ridiculous, but the two double cheeseburgers with bacon have nothing to do with the plan to destroy my worst enemy–formulating a plan to destroy your worst enemy really works up an appetite.

I have run into one small hitch with my plan: it seems bongo antelopes are hard to come by; some nonsense about them being endangered.

I tried the Buffalo zoo, but they don’t even have a bongo antelope…why even have a zoo!

The Bronx zoo does have a bongo antelope, but they were very noncommittal about letting me rent it.

When Trish at the Bronx zoo answers the phone and says: how may I help you–those are just empty words; she doesn’t really want to help you.

It was suggested to me that I substitute the bongo antelope with a deer, which are everywhere where I live in Jamestown, New York. There was one literally taking a crap in my backyard the other day.

I want you to read the following sentences and decide for yourself which one is better.

  1. And then he was kicked in the nuts by a deer.
  2. And then he was kicked in the nuts by a bongo antelope.

See what I mean?

A major factor in any plan to destroy your worst enemy is the ability to tell and retell the story in the most humorous and humiliating way possible.

I’m going to keep working on this problem because I am a responsible and mentally stable person, regardless of what Trish at the Bronx zoo thinks.

I will keep you posted on my progress.

bongo antelope
Bongo antelopes: the perfect animal to kick your worst enemy in the nuts.

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