This new year I resolve to work toward greater consistency (like a fine mousse), to rid myself of excess (particularly 25% of personal possessions), to de-brand what I can, to exhibit my art, and to train for a 10K.  Considering I successfully kept last year’s resolutions, I decided to make these more physically rigorous and challenging.  As soon as I can breathe normally again–a short-term goal ever since developing a cold a week ago–I’ll be back in the gym to run, run, run, because according to my ayurvedic guru, I must exhaust myself before I am able to tap into the energy reserves that lay dormant within.  I knew there was something taking up all that room.

I would also like to take this time to wish Lisa Marie a very happy birthday.  I did indeed think of you yesterday, as I have for the past 36 years.

Well, Phil (the groundhog; hence, Groundhog’s Day) saw his shadow this morning, so six more weeks of winter, which here in Texas means temperature in the 50s and 60s and some light rain.  And that’s only if the two or three days of winter we’ve already had were any indication.

Yesterday I received birthday greetings from my friends all over the world.  My favorite was from Dima in Moscow, Russia:

Let me just wish you to leave as bright a trace in this life as possible, and all the luck and power and will required to do so.

Thanks.  I’ll try not to disappoint.