December 24, 2001
I know, I know, I shouldn't be doing this for another week yet. Don't worry, I've got something in mind for 1/1/2002.
Anyway, I'm going to do something completely different from everyone else in the country and make a New Year's resolution that I might have a chance of keeping: I'm going to stop cursing as much. This doesn't mean that I'm going to start censoring myself, it means I'm going to try to make sure that the words I pick are the most appropriate for the job.
I came to this realization a little while ago when I realized that I basically tend to make a jackass out of myself sometimes. I always watch it around little kids (at least when I know they're there) and around my boss (I ain't that stupid). But around my co-workers, who really don't seem to mind, and my family, who don't even complain when I say "fuck" any more, I'm going to work on it.
Why? I remember at some point when I was a kid, someone told me that cursing happens for one of two reasons: Extreme circumstances, or an idiot losing the ability to keep up with the conversation. It's the second kind that I'm trying to slow down.
So expect the potty-mouth counter on the brain farts search page to stop incrememnting as quickly as it does right now.
