Sunday, January 01, 2006

2006 Revolution

I never keep resolutions, so I have decided to create for 2006 a New Year revolution. A revolution seems to be more in accord with my way of life and inclination.

Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English revolucioun, from Middle French revolution, from Late Latin revolution-, revolutio, from Latin revolvere to revolve
Date: 14th century

2 a : a sudden, radical, or complete change b : a fundamental change in political organization; especially : the overthrow or renunciation of one government or ruler and the substitution of another by the governed c : activity or movement designed to effect fundamental changes in the socioeconomic situation d : a fundamental change in the way of thinking about or visualizing something : a change of paradigm.

Synonyms: see rebellion

Below are pictured some of the transformations that I am including in this 2006 revolution:

1. Obtain meaningful, paid employment

2. Use the exercise equipment that I own for what they were designed to be used for rather than as furniture & dust catchers

3. Take my guitar out of its case & use it to make music

4. Teach Alex to feed himself rather than bug me


  1. Happy New Year, Nick and Alex! Please do take your guitar out and play it. Maybe you'll inspire me to do the same. :)

    Was hoping to see you when we were at the funeral home for Larry, but missed all the Temples.
    Enjoyed you blogs, especially the pictures.
    Love you.....................Uncle John

  3. Good pics - hope you accomplish them all this New Year!! ec

  4. I like the idea of a revolution! We sure need one this year!

    Hope you do well with yours.

  5. hey nick yes i think it is best to teach alex to feed his self you all ways sare the shit of me when i am clean and i hear you scream "ALEX STOP" LOL.....

  6. Bucky: Happy New Year from me—Alex is sleeping, but I sure he’ll wish you the same. Do it! Get your guitar out, fit it with some new strings, toughen you finger tips! Who knows what might happen? Hey! We could even do a duet until we find the rest of the band!

    jonher! Welcome to my blog, Uncle John Adam! And a very Happy New Year to you and Aunt Betsey and my cousins!

    mreddie: Thanks! I’m doing my best, although Alex is rebelling and not willing to dull his sharp claws by opening packages of cat food.

    jody: Well, Alex really can’t open the cat food—at least I don’t think he can. But he has surprised me before.

    punkmom: Thank you. I think it is attainable, too. Just 4 objectives. As I was told when I was an army officer: KISS—keep it simple, stupid.

    a: Thank you! My revolution is going well at the moment!

    chica: You are so right, Tiffany! I yell at Alex when he decides to tell me he’s hungry by sticking his claws in my balls. Of course, he uses the same technique when he wants to go outside, to be petted, etc.

  7. I hear a Beatle's song...faintly in the back ground......revoluuuution..

    Hey, that top picture, I don't know the CORRECT name for it, but that sash around your neck is really cool.

  8. milkmaid: Good insight! But now the tune and words are going through my brain—which isn’t bad!

    You say you want a revolution
    Well you know
    We all want to change the world
    You tell me that it's evolution
    Well you know
    We all want to change the world
    But when you talk about destruction
    Don't you know you can count me out

    Don't you know it's gonna be alright
    Alright, alright

    You say you got a real solution
    Well you know
    We don't love to see the plan
    You ask me for a contribution
    Well you know
    We're doing what we can
    But if you want money for people with minds that hate
    All I can tell you is brother you have to wait

    Don't you know it's gonna be alright
    Alright, alright, al...

    You say you'll change the constitution
    Well you know
    We all want to change your head
    You tell me it's the institution
    Well you know
    You better free your mind instead
    But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao
    You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow

    Don't you know know it's gonna be alright
    Alright, alright

    That “sash” around my neck is called a “stole,” which comes from the Latin word “stola”, which from Greek “stole.” It originally meant “equipment” and I think it means that one is equipped to do ordained ministry. I have about a dozen or so of them in the various liturgical colors—red, white, purple, green, blue—plus multi-colored.

    Traditionally the stole is a symbol of immortality and it generally considered the unique badge of the ordained minister and is given one at ordination. That red stole I am wearing in the picture happens to be the one given to me at the service at which I was ordained a minister.

  9. Hey! I think I'll have a revolution, too! Good idea!