Welcome 2011. The holiday residue is partially cleared away, and the sky remains steadfastly gray.

Despite realizing that numbers on a calendar are arbitrary, I find myself enjoying the chance to reflect on a numerically delineated chunk of time while looking forward to the next chunk. It seems to be human nature to compartmentalize things in some fashion or other. Sometimes we use words, and sometimes we use walls. I'm a bigger fan of the former, unless the wall in question is covered in moss and lichen, and beautifully crumbling, or the words in question advocate greed, hate, or any of humanity's other less desirable traits. If this is the case, I'd have to reverse my stance.

May you all have a beautiful new year. May old walls crumble and may your words build connections.

Speaking of words, here's a link to a cool site on word origins. Jeanine and I discovered it last night when we all of a sudden had to know the origin of the word "cobweb". "Cob" was originally "coppe", which was derived from the old English "Attercop", meaning "spider". This was derived from "atter" (poison) and "coppe" (head), Poison-head!

Currently listening to: Rasputina "daytrotter session" This was the last new music to enter my home in 2010, in the form of a free download from Daytrotter.com