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from the french aguillanneuf, or in the norman dialect hoguinané.

Happy Cake Day, Gentle Readers. Today is the last day of the year, so you have just a few more hours to do whatever it was that you meant to do this year, but didn’t get around to actually doing. Or you could do it next week sometime. No rush.

Your Humble Blogger tends to do a lot of year-end considering and measuring. What kind of a year was it? Am I a better person than I was a year ago? A better blogger? A better husband? A better friend? A better father?

And I do that several times a year. Cake Day, of course, and the Days of Awe, equally of course, and there’s my birthday also, and the wedding anniversary, and the end of the school year, and there is a loved-one’s birthday in February that sparks such talk, and another in the summer, and another in the fall. Which makes the yearly self-evaluation kind of strange, because I’ve done one just a few months ago, and most of the things I’ve done in the last year I had done the last time I self-evaluated, and although sometimes I do evaluate those actions somewhat differently a month or two later, mostly not so much. You know?

There is the whole year-end list thing, and I’m going to make a fair try at getting caught up on my Book Reports by midnight (four left, although I’m pretty sure I’m forgetting some) so I can make my Annual List of Ten or Eleven Books YHB Enjoyed Reading This Year tomorrow or the next day. I don’t list movies until February or March, in case I catch a couple of 2007 movies in early 2008, and I don’t know that I’ll list movies this year at all, since, not so many this year. I haven’t even got out to Sweeney, and it doesn’t look like I’m going to get to it on the big screen. Ah, well. As for new music, well, let’s not be silly. My favorite sides of 2007 are likely to be my favorite sides of 2006, and probably twelve of the top twenty were in the list for 1997 (had I made such a list).

Which is all right. I read a lot of new books, and reread old ones. I don’t listen to a lot of new music, but a listen to a lot of old music. I don’t watch very many new movies, but I watch a fair number of old ones I haven’t seen before. I blog. I forget to make telephone calls. Sometimes I get a decent night’s sleep. I show up at work on time. I sing to my children, whether they like it or not. I miss my friends who live far away. I gripe a lot. I make mistakes. I do clever things. I dance when no-one is looking.

I doubt very much that any of that will change a whole lot, between one Cake Day and the next. I suppose the difference is that some years, there’s cake, and some years there’s Crème Brulée.

Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus,


Okay, I'll bite. What is "from the french aguillanneuf, or in the norman dialect hoguinané?"

Hogmanay? Wikipedia says it's a Scots word... Let me find corroboration.

Huh. Fair enough.


Fiery balls? Seems like there should be an ointment for that or something...

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