Lisa Mednick Powell

happy 2012 blast

Happy 2012 from New Mexico! (Attached is a picture of our puppy, Miss Luna, in her holiday finery.) We just returned from a most pleasant evening at the Camel Rock Casino, where we saw the Rat Pack Revue. A tribute to Dean Martin; Sammy Davis, Jr.; and The Chairman of the Board--complete with an onstage "bar." And a pretty good band backing them up. We went out because our gig fell through of course. The show was entertaining but not as entertaining as the guy at the next table singing along at the top of his lungs. "FLY ME TO THE MOON...LET ME PLAY AMONG THE STARS..." I was thinking "yes, that's right: TO THE MOON, @$$hole..." On the way out we were wished a happy new year by a young man in a security guard uniform whom I recognized...from somewhere...oh yes. He failed my Technical Writing class two years ago. Happy New Year. Kind of like when I saw the cop at the convenience store in EspaƱola not long ago and recognized him too...he failed my Comp class...Great. January one and I'm already doomed. Hope I can continue to send these messages from JAIL... Anyway, it is a new year. Do you have resolutions? Revolutions? Which angels will rest heavier on your shoulders this year? I am hoping for the best all around--for my beloved friends--and even some strangers. Among my resolutions: To be more honest. You know, tell it like it is. (Especially when people ask, "How are you?") And, here is a little "sound" advice from Aaron Neville circa 1966: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjxMCqETvek But let's consider a caveat from Emily Dickinson: Tell all the Truth but tell it slant -- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind --