Don't look now...

but they're starting the New Year celebrations early in the Meadhouse. Ann is still pining for Bush:

Bush was resolute.

I don't know what his favorite word was. Probably not something more than 2-syllables. ← That's a Bush joke. (I miss Bush jokes! (I miss Bush.))

Ann Althouse said...
Actually, his favorite word might have been a 3-letter one: America.
12/30/09 12:33 PM

Ann Althouse said...
If it was a 2-letter one, it was: freedom.

If it was a 1-letter one, it was: God.

Let's work on those counting skills in the new year? Such an underappreciated basic, the foundation of so much else...

And again, I'm usually one to give a lot of leeway in toast-making talents -- it's the thought that counts, right? -- but what the hell does this mean anyway?

But all full moons are terribly beautiful, and a full moon on New Year's Eve — New Decade's Eve — seems propitious. May the lift up your heart and inspire you to contribute what you can to whatever can be good about the next year and the 9 that follow.

The lift up your heart? Is that a new procedure, like stents or something?

Readers, here's to whatever is being lifted up at your own holiday celebrations this year.

And nevermind the New Age gooiness ("inspire you to contribute what you can to whatever can be good").

Just get in the pit, and try to love someone.

ADDED:

Ann Althouse said...
"a 3-letter one: America"

... uh... that was another Bush joke!

(Yeah, I meant "syllables.")
12/30/09 1:55 PM

A-mer-i-ca.
Actually Ann, that's four syllables, but who's counting. eh? ;-)