So Do Ya Think It'll Be Another Crappy Year?

Don’t mean to change the subject so drastically from my last blog entry, but last night I watched Fergie singing on Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve, thinking I’d wake up and embrace the first day of 2010 in a glorious, fresh-start mood.

So much for good intentions. My morning paper says the stock market is as soft as a shriveled avocado and home foreclosures look as sticky as an upside-down pineapple cake.

Guess that makes the 5.8 million Americans who've been out of work for six months a giant congealed salad of sorts -- all cold and wobbly and plopped out on the street with a giant suction sound.

So moving on to our seagull gabfest:

“Think it'll be another crappy year?”

“Since when hasn’t it been? Suppose it depends on your perspective.”