Sunday, December 13, 2015

To Half and Have Not

A week that was the equivalent of swimming headlong through a river of shit for its first half took a pronounced uptick on Thursday.  I left the office early to tend to some business down in Lake Como, which included dropping off the Christmas present that Margaret and I purchased as part of the town's "Giving Tree".  While doing a genuinely good thing comes naturally to my wife, it is not my forte.   I find the over-the-top crass commercialism of Christmas to be more than a tad disconcerting - and have to exercise every bit of restraint that I possess simply to resist the temptation to hurl a brick through my television set each time a Lexus ad appears.  I find them to be offensively insufferable. 

As a general rule, I care not one whit about the rest of the world.  However, it bothers me when I think about little kids - who likely live in a day-to-day in which a gift is a non-existent occurrence - not experiencing even a little bit of Christmas.  I commend anyone, any place who organizes toy drives and/or clothing drives for needy children, including the good folks at the Borough of Lake Como.  The easiest thing in the world to do is to do nothing at all.  I applaud your decision to not do the easy thing.  

Having concluded my business in Lake Como, I headed north to New Brunswick and met an old college friend, Kimberly, for dinner.  She was in New Brunswick speaking at a Conference at the Hyatt Regency.  We had not seen one another in twenty-five years.  During the intervening quarter-century, one of us appears to have aged approximately twenty-five minutes whereas the other one walks around with a chin full of gray and white whiskers.   Note to self:  I need to ask Loku how it is that he and I are the only two Farrand Hall 4th Floor Alums of whom I am aware who have any gray hair.  Apparently, we drank from the wrong water fountain. 

When we had finished eating, each of us headed off to our respective destinations.  As I was walking to the parking garage, I checked my e-mail on my phone.  Thursday was notification day for those of us who entered the lottery for the NYRR's 2016 United Airlines NYC Half-Marathon, which will take place on March 20, 2016.  Having had luck in the lottery for the 2015 NYC Marathon, I figured I had nothing to lose entering the lottery for this race...  

..I was right.  

If only I had been nearly as lucky in my attempt to score Springsteen tickets on Friday morning.  I was not.  Such is life.  The Republic shall survive my non-attendance at a Springsteen concert (at least until President Trump's inauguration).  Plus, my failure ensures that it shall not be a Ramen Noodle Christmas...


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