Me of Little Faith by Lewis Black

My review

rating: 3 of 5 stars
You pretty much know what you're getting into with books by comedians. Often they are simply transcripts of their stand-up acts.



Lewis Black does more than that. Some of it is lifted from his past performances, some of it is very very old reflections (he includes a play he wrote a school, for instance). If you know and Lewis Black, you'll like this book, his take on religion. Otherwise, this is not the place to start.


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Being resolute worked out so well for Macbeth.

So while my last few New Years' have been exceptional, I'm not really a fan. It's an excuse to stay up late, drink too much and kiss your SO.

In the past, my plans have fallen through often. I have spent cold, lonely winter nights watching Dick Clark oversee the ball drop, wondering what the hell I stayed up for.

Then there's the next day.

This time of year people set themselves up for failure. They tell themselves this year will be different. They conjure up a list of goals, such as this one that I wrote for myself but is probably the same as countless others:

• Lose weight.
• Get in shape. (Yes, round is a shape, but that's not the one I'm aiming for.)
• Pay off more debts.
• Save more.
• Shop less.
• Be a better husband/son/brother/friend.

It's a lot of damned pressure. We're supposed to start changing ourselves for the better after a night of hardcore drinking. It really doesn't work.

So while a bit down on the holiday, I always approve and support people reaching for their highest aspirations. I prefer to think of life not as resolutions but as evolutions. Each day, I'm a different person with all the potential for change as I am on the day we change the calendar. Each day I try to be better. That's all you can ask for.

Nonetheless, I have made one – and only – true resolution for the New Year. And I intend to keep it.

• Have more fun.

Happy New Year, everyone!


[Posted for LJ Idol Week 14 - Resolute]