There’s enough ranting about the holidays and better essayists than myself to do it out there than I care to imagine. I’ll leave those things to the professional pessimists and satirists to do “once again” as they’ve done every year. And given a few more weeks they’ll inevitably cop-out with “look back” over the year we’ve just had.
Usually it’s a good feeling that I didn’t waste my time on the planet doing things like: waiting in line, playing video games, waiting in line, stuck in traffic, waiting in more lines and jury duty. Well that last one is always a good chance to relax, draw people and then answer honestly when the prosecuting lawyer asks, “Out of anyone in the court, people of the jury, who would you want to be right now?”
I answered, “The defendent” while most answer the “Judge, because he has all the power.” They ask me why I would pick the defendent, and I think isn’t it obvious, it’s a more creative position to be in with all that adrenaline and emotion running through your bones. My reply is, “Because I’m an artist and it might be useful to me someday.”
That always gets people off the hook.