The Day After the Most Depressing Day of the Year

Song Lyric of the Day:



The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry / Paranoias brought me to my knees / Lord please please please / Take away my anxiety



Black Eyed Peas / “Anxiety”

8:20AM.

I made it through what a British psychologist has calculated to be
the most depressing day of the year, January 24. Didn’t really notice anything different about it. Still, I’m sure someone somewhere took it to heart.

The weekend escaped me. Since Rich and I had decided to stay in and avoid the nasty weather, we got a lot done around the house. He continued to rack up the good husband points by organizing the garage (it looks bee-yoo-ti-ful), helping in the kitchen, and fixing the master bathroom toilet. I worked on my office, which was a mess. It is now more organized, I’m caught up on filing, and I can see the top of my little TV again.

We were saddened, though, by the news of Johnny Carson‘s passing on Sunday. I think Rich put it best when he said it was like losing American royalty. His humor was funny and pointed without being mean, which always impressed me. I can understand why all the major news networks spent so many hours covering his life, his accomplishments, and his passing. He introduced a whole generation of new comics to us, and loved doing it. He made his job look like the easiest, most natural, most fun job in the world. And for him, it was. I think it’s safe to say that this is one loss that will be felt across many generations of fans. As David Letterman said about Mr. Carson’s passing, “all of us who came after are pretenders.” We’re lucky we got to see the best, because we’ll never see another comic with such class, timing, and wit again–the mold was broken long ago. Johnny Carson was definitely one of a kind.


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