I resolve that 2008 is the Year of Action.

The living room floor is getting wood laminate. The patio's getting French doors. The kitchen's getting painted.

Tonight, I raked the yard. When I was a kid, I was a good raker. There are a lot of trees in the yard back home, and raking was plentiful yearround, from hot, mushy crabapples to crispy, autumnal majesty.

During my efforts in raking this evening, in my front yard in Texas, fireants found me. Through my CROCS. There are no fireants in North Dakota.