Tebowing.  I’m tired of all the fuss.

So a guy wants to pray on the sidelines, big deal.

Did anyone care if Ali prayed before a fight?  He did, BTW.

How about every boxer from South America who crosses themselves before beating the crap out of their opponents?

And there are many other football players who point to heaven or cross themselves when they make a touchdown.

And what about other public prayers?

No one disses the Pope when he blesses the masses in front of St. Peter’s.

And Billy Graham, he prays in public.

All those Ayatollahs all over the world?  That seems to be OK.

People in Congress pray – and shouldn’t we all be doing so simply because of them?

I thank The Lord for my food in restaurants. I whisper a quick quiet prayer,  It’s not like it’s a big scene.

So, when I hear the fuss about Tim Tebow seeking God’s guidance during a game, really, it’s not all that big a deal.  Frankly, I doubt that God watches football, something tells me He’s a tad occupied UP there making sure we don’t blow the place UP.

And which is worse, a decent Tim Tebow who prays before, during, and after a game, or these guys:

Billy Cannon’s doing five years for counterfeiting.  I thought they made a bunch of cash!

Ray Carruth, 24 years for conspiracy to commit murder.

Darryl Henley is doing 41  years for drug trafficking and conspiracy to commit murder.

Cecil Collins, burglary, 15 years.

I could go on.

Oh, heck, I will…

Hiroshi Ogawa, a baseball player, life for murder.

Pete Rose.

And those are just a few base ballers.

And don’t get me started on Basketball.  I don’t think WordPress could hold a post on the NBA!

He’s a seemingly decent guy with a clean reputation.  When did that become wrong?  So, let Timmy pray.  And the last time I checked, free exercise of religion was still on the books!

I think we could all do a little prayin’ these days!

It could be worse.

…well, they’re back.

The Fat Rascals hit the gym bright and early this year.  All that Fruitcake and those Christmas Cookies have taken their toll on the midriffs of the masses.

They clogged the arteries of the gym from the opening bell to the time I got there.

I applaud anyone who makes an effort to get in shape, lose weight, and who resolves to get healthier, but this is off the chain.

And frankly, since it’s all about me, do ME a favor, and give UP earlier this year.  You know you’re not going to last past  Single Awareness Day Valentine’s Day, so quit now, get out of my way.

Oh, I know the plan.  Work out, get reasonably better looking, lose a few pounds, find a Valentine’s Day date, get laid, and the quit the gym.

Seriously, quit now!

Move it!  I have a schedule!

I’m sure you’re just as lovable as a Fat Rascal as a slightly less fat one.

…of the New Year!

Only 52 more to go.  Yeah, that’s right, there are 53 Mondays this year, and it’s an election year, and a leap year…

…hang in there, we just might make it!

Hope your first Monday of the new year is a good one.

For the last two years, I’ve done a lengthy end of year wrap UP.

This year, not so much.

I’ve been told I’m wordy.

When has something like that stopped me?

First of all, we didn’t go to Heaven in 2011 like the preacher out west said we would.

Valentine’s Day month rolled around and I posted about famous love affairs.  I was moved and surprised by the reaction of my fans, groupies, followers reader.

I did not get the cake plate for Valentine’s Day.

Charlie Sheen screwed UP his career, ruined the best show on TV, and pretty much made an ass of himself.

The Middle East blew UP.  Shocker!!  There was an Arab Spring around the world.

The Christian world celebrated Easter.  I got chocolate, but no cake plate.

I celebrated my birthday in June, the Summer was headache full…

…and cake plate free.

Kim Kardashian ripped off Kris Humphries and the viewing public by staging a marriage that she planned not to knew wouldn’t last.

She did not get the cake plate either,

and I’m not sure she received my “bath room bowl brush set” from K-Mart.  No thank you card yet.

Raised by wolves?

We finally got bin Laden, the Libyans finally got Khadaffi, and Egypt got rid of Mubarak.

Bill Maher made an ass of himself, pissed millions off, and was just mean in general.

We left Iraq.

We’re still in Afghanistan.

We’re still at Gitmo.

Following in Regis’ footsteps, Barney Frank announced his retirement.

There were some major break UPs last year, Demi and Ashton called it quits.  Hef’s 23 year old fiance dumped him…we were all so shocked.  Really, it just came out of no where.

And Elizabeth Taylor died, as did many other famous people, but really, Elizabeth Taylor died.

Christmas came, it was great, but another gift-giving opportunity missed…NO CAKE PLATE!

There was no world peace.

As years go, not the best, but not the worst.

But, hey, we have all that 2012 Mayan joy to look forward to!

I hope 2012 is better.