don’t let the last calendar page hit you in the butt on the way out

A lot of people I know are counting the minutes until 2009 is in the rearview mirror. It was a rough year for so many, I cannot disagree. It didn't turn out exactly as I had planned. But as you might have read in the Thanksgiving letter, I have no complaints. (My annus horriblus was 2007 — I thought that one would never end. And nobody much liked 2001.)

Overall, I have to say: Best. Decade. Ever. For me personally, the Aughts ruled. New people, new places, new jobs, new blessings with each passing year. Ten years ago tonight, I said "2000 is going to be my year." And it wasn't too bad. Actually 2002 was my year. And 2003 wasn't shabby. And 2004, now THAT was a year … and 2008 was fantastic …

AlthoughI approach with 2010 with more uncertainty than perhaps any other year of the past 10, I know it's going to be a good one — nay, a GREAT one. Let's get it started.

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