Am I going to make a list of
resolutions this year? If I do, it will be shorter and
less ambitious than this list from 1981 that I found
while cleaning my desk. Amazing artifact of ancient
times, isn't it?
1981 New year's
Resolutions and Modest Goals
In 1981 I will
see more movies
watch more PBS shows
read less science fiction
read more real literature
eat more hot peppers (yes, especially on tuna
subs!)
play more racquetball
play less volleyball
learn to play squash
learn to ski
swim a mile in less than 1/2 hour
lift weights
worry more about weatherstripping and insulation
worry less about clothing and hairstyles
wear shoes more often and sneakers less often
wear skirts
bike to work once a month in warm months
travel more
avoid Joplin, Missouri
turn 30
not lament turning 30
seek out new experiences
go to church more often
find non-DEC friends
drink less alcohol
drink less caffeine
write the "great American novel"
write any novel, short story or whatever that comes to
mind
write
program
learn pascal
forget fortran
watch more hawks
watch more sandpipers
camp out more often
hike more often
go canoeing more than once
learn to sail
not let February get me down
not let January get me down
not wear my down jacket in the rain
spend less
save more
invest
not wear sneakers in the rain
eat out less
cook fancier feasts
entertain more
bring more brown bag lunches
buy more furniture
buy more records
buy fewer books
buy fewer, more stylish clothes
get more haircuts
socialize more
change my life
Pascal?!? Pascal?!? In those
ancient days there was a pitched battle within DEC over
whether the official implementation language would be
BLISS or Pascal. BLISS won. I guess it helped that the
first Pascal compiler they had seemed to give a "Stack
overruns heap" error for just about everything you tried
to compile. Nobody even brought up C.
Non-DEC friends? We called them
non-Digits in those days. Evidently it took me almost 2
more years to realize that the only way to meet
non-Digits was to work someplace else. Curiously, I've
been telling people for 20+ years that I left there
because I wanted to do UNIX and they were slow to adopt
it. Apparently the real reason was to meet non-Digits.
With a few notable exceptions, the closest and
longest-running friendships in my life were formed at It
Doesn't Suck.
I do remember getting completely
turned off to science fiction shortly after I turned 30
but I did not remember making a resolution to read less
of it. Nowadays I don't read much "real literature"
either according to the NEA Dana Gioia definition of
literature as fiction, poetry, and plays. I read a lot of
travel journals, history, nature writing, Thoreau and
Emerson (which as you will recall are not literature
according to Gioia), memoirs, that sort of thing. Of the
three things I'm reading simultaneously right now one is
a 19th century boys' adventure novel (which counts as
literature), one is popular history, and one is travel
writing. They're all about boats. Oddly I still have not
taken sailing lessons. I'm sure the one
sheet skiff is in my future
as one last project with the kids before Lizzy graduates
from high school. Of course, I haven't managed to talk
them into this yet and it wouldn't involve a sail anyway
-- oars are the way to go. Hmm, I saw a flyer today at
The Tannery advertising a course at Lowell's
Boat Shop to build a
Salisbury
point skiff. Maybe a wooden
boat is in my future with or without the kids.
I still put hot peppers on
everything but don't eat tuna subs anymore, having become
vegetarian. It took me 8 more years to give up alcohol. I
haven't given up caffeine. My cooking has gotten much
better but not exactly fancier. Records have become
obsolete. I still buy too many books. My house is being
taken over by them. I still harbor grandiose dreams of
writing a novel even though I've proven over the last 10
years that I can't write fiction worth a darn and the
only thing I really want to write about anyway anymore is
piping plovers.
Maybe this year's list should be:
write what you know, just write it.