Here we are at the end of another year, looking back at all of the things that happened to us, and ahead to all of the things we want to happen next year. All in all 2014 was pretty good to me and Monica. We have our health and we have each other. The older I get, the more I realize those are the two most important things to me. Everything else is just fluff. Fun fluff, but still just that... fluff. I will be remembered for the way I play drums by those who don't know me. Let's call that "fluff with flair". Hopefully those who do know me will miss me for other reasons after I'm gone. Maybe I'll be the one to outlive everyone I know, in which case I'll spend a lot of time in my twilight years thinking about all of the fluff while I go mad in my old age. I remember when forty seven seemed like old age to me, so maybe I'm already mad. Will my mid-life crisis hit me next year? Will Monica wake up one day to a 1972 Corvette Stingray in the driveway with a college freshman waiting for me in the passenger seat? Nah, I don't have the time, money, energy or interest for any of that. Great, we have proved that I'm not mad. Not yet, anyway. Hmm... what color would the Corvette be?
