The month is nearly over and I’ve made some progress on my New Year’s resolutions.  I haven’t won the Nobel Prize in Literature.  I’m not the 2nd baseman for the San Francisco Giants.  I haven’t received an Academy Award.  I haven’t saved someone from dying.  I haven’t changed the tire of a complete stranger.  I haven’t nursed a wounded animal to health.  I haven’t learned Italian but I did buy the Rosetta Stone CD’s.  The tour of Italy is scheduled for July so I’ve got that one in the bag.  It’s not baseball season yet, so hitting the baseball hard every time is still a solid option, as is making the routing play 100% of the time.  I’ve finished half of the PEN/O. Henry Prize stories for 2013 – good progress if you ask me.  My 1st basketball game is next week and I’m so going to break the full court press even if it means I foul out.  Three rounds of golf in January and no holes in one.  Damn it!  Working out 5 times a week has been no problem.  Yeah, I fucking rock.  I drink red wine so much my pee has a great nose.  I haven’t been home the last 3 Sunday nights, but I sure as shit will cook something new THIS Sunday or else my wife is going to have filet of Charlie.  Oh, I’ve been living to eat AND eating to live this month.  I haven’t won the Lottery, in case you were wondering, because there are still animals in shelters wanting to share their pure love.  I hate racists.  I always will fight them.  I help those in need simply by giving when I can like on the streets of Hong Kong when I emptied my pockets.  I haven’t gone to Karaoke this month, so you can’t get a standing ovation when you don’t sing.  Thank God it’s not Easter or Christmas yet so the 2 x per year Mass requirement is still good until March.  Even in Asia, I’ve watched sports every day.  Love sports no matter where I’m at.  So, how am I doing?  It’s too early to tell but I have 11 more months to be great.  Just watch me or better yet read me.