Succotash

My goal is to write something everyday of this year to force myself back into a daily ritual. Here is entry 1/365:

Having last night been New Years Eve, I spent the night with family at my parent's house with Audrey and some of my sister and brother-in-law's friends, which included a four year-old boy named Brody. Brody found enjoyment in exclaiming that I "was not a big boy yet" and nearly died laughing as a result of his constant putting me down. I felt no embarrassment or malice towards the young child, given that my family has been saying the same things to me for as long as I can remember. As we continues to converse about simple small talk, we naturally arose on the topic of resolutions for the new year. Everyone in attendance agreed that resolutions are pointless because they are always something the individual wishes to change about themselves, but do not have the audacity to follow through with in the end. I have chosen two simple resolutions that I feel will be a challenge, but not out of reach in completion.

1) Do not pocket someone else's lighter.

2) Stop watching Goodfellas every single time it is on TV.

Ironically, I feel the second will be much more difficult than first. They seriously air that movie on every single channel at least 72 times a year. I fully expect to hear outlandish resolutions throughout the week when I return to work and society in its entirety. Audrey and I will be moving back to Tempe this weekend and finally will be able to participate in regular people things! More to come on that later. I would like to end this post with something I have learned:

Today, I learned what "succotash" was [a medley of vegetables (traditionally corn, carrots, and lima beans)], and it made me rethink several things...

1) I always thought succotash was its own vegetable/potpourri thing. I first felt dumb upon learning what it truly was, but then felt satisfied in the justification that I simply did not give two shits.

2) Why the fuck did Sylvester the cat (of Looney Toons fame) always say "sufferin' succotash"? When he grew frustrated, he would curse vegetables. Is that what people thought was funny/children found rebellious during the 50's?

3) Why did anyone say "succotash" to begin with? I, again, blame the 50's.

4) Why did I watch Looney Toons as much as I did?

5) No wonder I wasn't good at any/all high school sports outside of Physical Education, where I could dominate over wimpy boys and dumpy girls. I had spent too much of my time watching a cat chase around a bird with a lisp, to no avail, mind you, instead of practicing practical skills that could be used to better myself/career.

In conclusion, this year is already on its way to being quite similar to every other year. Here's to making yourself a better person *drinks rum*.