The holidays are over. Here on No Facilities, I had some fun with my doors of the Twilight Zone and discussing resolutions at the bar. Now, it’s time to go back to work. Tomorrow begins the time of the year when I both love and hate working for a living. Never having worked for a company that observes Martin Luther King Day, Presidents Day or any of the religious holidays packed into spring, the stretch from January 2nd 3rd 4th or 5th until Memorial Day is the longest period without a holiday. Oh sure, I could take a day off (I usually don’t) but it’s not the same. Holidays are special, and we don’t get one for five months and that’s sad. That’s a special kind of sad.
On the other hand, the period from January to June has often been marked by what seems like greater achievement than usually happens from June to December. I think there’s a certain freedom in the workplace during this time. The reckoning of budget decisions we made so long ago, and year-end results are a long way off. Freshly made goals all still seem achievable and this, that and the other things are all lined up likes ducks.
In the blogging world, we’ve all received that message. The one listing all the cable cars, subway trains, opera houses or Grand Canyons we filled last year. Some shared the message. Some shared bits and pieces. I got mine, but I didn’t share it. I had a good year, with only a few surprises. One surprise? One of my Top-5 posts in 2015 was a post I wrote in 2014 – “Gone at Last – Gone Forever” – a post about a Paul Simon, Phoebe Snow and the tiny Methodist church I attended as a child.
I touched on religion a little bit in 2015, stuck my toe in the water, as it were, but I didn’t go far. Religion is one of the third-rail topics I usually try to avoid. It’s not that I don’t view religion as being important, it is. Well, it is to me, anyway. But I don’t have the successful-religious-commentator view of religion. I think that’s best described as the two-humped-camel view. The right, of course, symbolically it has to be the right hump, would put my religion at the apex of all like-minded religions. The other hump, would be all the religions that are in some way wrong. I find that view at odds with what my religion taught me, so I can’t get comfortable with it. People are people, nuff said.
The other prominent third-rail topic is politics. As hard as it will be to avoid this subject during 2016, I promise not to go there. I’ll do my best to make No Facilities a Presidential Endorsement Free Zone in 2016. If I falter in this endeavor, I think you can count on my editor to keep me from failing. She might let me sneak a religious post in, but she’ll dig her little heels in if I open the can of political worms (just like I’m sure she put a comma before that ‘but’ back there.
You may have noticed some changes in this blog during 2015 – it became a little less random. The un-randomization of No Facilities started on Thursday, March 26th when Norm officially opened Thursday Doors to the world. My first door was as close as this blog has come to a political post. Thursday Doors became
an obsession a regular feature here during the rest of the year. I like it, and I don’t see it going away. I also took on some challenges during 2015, in the form of Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and lately, her One-Liner Wednesday prompts. SoCS isn’t something I do every week, but One-Liner Wednesday seems to be on a bit of a roll, so much so that, in case you didn’t notice, I moved my Traditional Tuesday post to Monday.
I’m not sure any of this will last. The move to Monday was to give you a break. Three inbox arrivals in a row seems like I might be intruding. One-Liner Wednesday is (usually) short and I’m trying to keep Thursday Doors closer to the 800 word limit (including descriptions). Getting my point across in fewer words is a goal that I’m working on. Really. It is!
One of the other things I’m trying to work on is dialog. Therefore, the “If We Were Having a Beer” posts will continue in 2016. Those posts also let me sneak in a close encounter with those third rails.
No Facilities will still be driven by “Random thoughts, life lessons, hopes and dreams” but it may become a little more predictable as the year(s) move on.