It has officially been 2012 for nine days now, so I figured if I want to get in on this “talking about how it’s the New Year” thing I better do so before too long. To kick things off I love this writeup of 2011 my friend Dave the Great sent out just before New Year’s Eve. I felt it was the most accurate summary of the year outside of a Top 10 list…
This year, we just don’t know what 2012 will be like, and 2011 was such a massively weird year that I think Hunter S. Thompson’s spirit was actually running things most of the time (and thus is one step closer to sainthood, right?).
So, what the hell, 2011? What was all that about? Osama gets shot, but so does a sitting US Congresswoman? All our Twitter icons were turned green for some reason that involved the Middle East being the site of political unrest (rare in the region, I am told)? Pretty much everything that can be protested gets protested using tents, various police departments learn about something called “video capable cell phones” and “YouTube,” and Congress seems determined to break below that 9% approval floor somehow (keep at it guys, I know you can hit 7% before next week!). Politically, 2011 was just plain weird.
Then TV gets REALLY GOOD for a while, and Sci-Fi cancels Eureka (and cancels the name “Sci-Fi”) and Sara Palin gets a show on the (no, really) Learning Channel? Donald Trump is taken seriously by … anybody? The world was supposed to end, didn’t, and was supposed to end again (may have. I am often last to know about these things). A couple inbred rich people in England married each other, and the world cared A WHOLE LOT for some reason. Socially, 2011 was, objectively speaking, weird.
And sex! Yay, sex! It turns out, our military did not suddenly implode in a sweaty, hairy orgy of guys mainly lubricated using camoflage greasepaint, but they totally could now if they wanted to. And Newt Gingrich’s penis, which we haven’t heard from since the mid-1990s, is back in the news (mainly because it’s not always in his pants). Florida, in an attempt to stop people from fucking horses, accidentally makes all sex illegal (unless it is with plants, robots or microbial life forms). HIV vaccines are finally in human testing (the hell with flying cars, THIS IS THE FUTURE!), and the state of NY sinks into the ocean shortly after legalizing same-sex marriage. And I think a guy in Washington state got caught fucking a horse again (note for friends living in WA: that is considered “weird” everywhere else but WA).
So, yeah. This was a weird year. Dr. Gonzo would approve, or at least would have tossed in some drugged monkeys and armed chickens just to help liven things up. (note: 2011 saw the end of some drug experiments on monkeys and the end of legally giving roosters knives and making them fight in Texas. So again, SAINTHOOD FOR THOMPSON!).
“What the hell, 2011″ indeed. It was a long year, a hard year, a fun year, and I’m glad to be on the on the other side of it. I learned a lot about myself, got closer to a lot of very awesome people, and set a lot of pokers in the fire that I hope to pull out in 2012 (*stab*stab*stab*). Should be an interesting year, and I mean that in the best possible way! (Why wouldn’t someone want to live in interesting times, anyway?)
To ring in 2012, Kaebel and I got together with friends and went to the Vespertine Winter Ball, which was all white and silver themed (but it was also a goth event, so black attire was quite acceptable too). We are a lovely bunch of terrible creatures, no? <3
Oh, yeah, and my hair is white now. Heh! More on that soon. :)
My goals for 2011 were more photography (did that!), more self portraits (eh…), more modeling (less, actually), more jewelry & fashion design (yep!), more openness (I’d like to think I accomplished this, though I know I’m still a mystery to most), and more dancing (definitely did that one!). I’m going to count that as an overall success. But what awaits me in 2012? Hmm.
resolution: early 15c., “a breaking into parts,” from L. resolutionem (nom. resolutio) “process of reducing things into simpler forms,” from pp. stem of resolvere “loosen” (see resolve). Originally sense of “solving” (as of mathematical problems) first recorded 1540s, that of “holding firmly” (in resolute) 1530s, and that of “decision or expression of a meeting” is from c.1600.
Travel More. I’ve already got a head start on this, planning to go to SXSW Interactive and Emerald City Comicon… and that’s just in March! Where else can I get to this year? I have friends in San Francisco and L.A. that I’ve been promising to visit for ages…
Be Organized. I love to organize, but I’m not always so great at staying organized. Kaebel and I are spending the month of January getting the living space in tip-top shape, laying the groundwork for a tidy rest of the year.
Shop Local. Last summer I began a torrid love affair with the Portland Farmer’s Market, and while it has waned in the Winter months my love for locally grown food and handmade goods stays warm. And working at a small, non-chain retailer (Bridge City Comics represent!) has really taught of using your money to support and strengthen the local economy.
Take Care of Myself. Last year I learned how effective massage and acupuncture are for repair of the Merrick; I imagine they’d be just as good for regular care and maintenance. Even dance classes did a lot to help my body feel healthier and more internally organized. Moar, I say!\
…and still more dancing, more photography, more openness. Yes yes yes! Last year’s goals were so well met and I can’t forget them just because the date has changed. Onward and upward! Did you notice I left “more modeling” off that list? It’s not because I want to stop modeling. Truth is, I think I got what I needed out of my modeling experiences, and I want to focus on evolving who it made me. Though I will still happily step in front of a camera… and it looks like I will not be wont for opportunities to do so this year!




































































































