Mood: Firstdayfever
It’s a day of firsts. First day of bloated rain drops clunking down on us. First day of gray fog tongue lapping around everything, licking up the sunshine. First day that it’s 38 degrees F with light rain and a high of 46 F on the afternoon’s horizon. First day of Butter Butt (aka Papi the ginger blade) whining for freedom and first day of Tucker (pronounced Tuck-ah) begging to see what I’m eating. Yes, it’s Jan. 1, 2024. A new year.
Today’s music was heard in the car yesterday. Hooking a few loose Neurons with its vocals, they began whispering and humming it throughout the evening. By this morning, they’d swayed other Neurons into joining them. Now they’re all singing it together in the morning mental music stream (Trademark first).
I knew little of the song or the performer. Looked both up when I came home yesterday. The song, “Lose Control”, was released by Teddy Swims in 2023. June. It peaked at number 1 on the Billboard’s Hot 100 in March of 2024. News to me; it was relatively fresh to my ears but my wife knew it. Guess I wasn’t tuning into the right stations. I’d not heard much of Swims and the net tells me that he didn’t get much recognition until this song made it. Well, I’m happy he’s achieved success with it. Hope you enjoy.
Continuing my day of firsts, I must finish my first cuppa coffee, take my first shower, do my first shave and my first exercises. We’re not really ones for celebrating a new year. The shadows cast from 2024 shave our hopes for the new one. Today’s festivities won’t be about welcoming 2025. We’re instead taking an ice cream cake to a friend’s house to celebrate her birthday. I will echo what a friend passed on to me: courage.
Cheers
Michael Seidel, writer 
Hi good friend. I like your first more than mine. My before the firsts was I was cooking for us a quickly red sauce, it was thinner than I normally make, so when I took off the lid to do something a large glop of really hot tomato sauce splashed on to my hand. So the first two days of this year is dealing with a deep burn and the peeling of my hand skin …
Dang so much to look forward to this year, so many places to put our activist energy to, so much that have begun that even the evil emperor can not stop … he can not handle the infighting of his own inner circle. He is no Putin, even though he is a wannabee. So yes the first I have this year is hope, that the good will somehow not only find ways to fight back against the bad but more important will find a way to keep all our spirits high. Hugs
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Hey buddy, hope your 2025 does a 180 and gets better fast. I cling to the same lifeves as you, that people will awaken, fight back, and triumph. Fingers crossed. Hugs ‘n cheers
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