Naked and a little boring.

It's 11 hours and 41 minutes into the period of time designated 2013. That's what we say it is anyway.

I've completed a very professional letter to a fellow professional with much assistance from a beautiful writer I've had the fortune to acquaint with this past year. And so at nearly 23 hours into the year but I accomplished something I thought necessary and worth approval in my life.

Funny, I didn't count making another flawless combination of Seagrams Ginger Ale & Gin among noteworthy accomplishments for the day (until now). Also left off my list, despite them being things I did today are:

1. Consistently popping in my plastic fronts aka invisiline braces
2. Pressing a liquid pitcher back into service and filling it with ice water
3. Drinking several glasses of water, as opposed to eating because after all much of the time we American's feel hungry we're actually thirsty which makes most of our eating over reaction.
4. Making proper and regular usage of the bathroom
5. Making moist delicious sandwiches of the turkey breast I roasted and stored weeks ago
6. napping to James Brown no less
7. reading
8. finding watching a fantastic film creation of Julie Delphy feat. Chris Rock among others (the devil in the details was awesome)
9. controlling nagging doubts about my finances
10. remembering to wear my slippers
11. emptying the regular and recycling trash bins

But until I gave this thought, and this blog some effort those actions would have gone uncounted. And as long as we be, we should be counted, otherwise how do we count?

This is the goal and character of my 2013, that I put it out there, it being me and me being everything, Naked and a little boring.

My opinion however banality is to be avoided at all cost, so I will try not to be pedantic in my self-documenting but in parsing the details of my life I find I need to sift through the embers of my actions seeking the useful from the ash, because its quite possible there in the smoldering remains are kindling for tomorrow.