We leave 2010 with these words, apparently a traditional poem but gathered, set to music, and sung beautifully by Pete Seeger:
I get up each morning and dust off my wits
Open the paper and read the obits
If I'm not there I know I'm not dead
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed.
Happy New Year, everyone.
More later,
It's that time of the year again
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*Christmas comes but once a year*
*And when it comes, it brings good cheer*
So, it's time for one of my longstanding Christmas traditions: listening to
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