As a swing dancer, entering this new, “Roaring Twenties” age makes me want to Lindy Hop. I doubt this will be a decade known for dancing moves and economic boom, but it’s best to soak in the optimism now before too much happens
Editors Note: deeply amused I wrote this on January 2nd 2020
Despite my sometimes dour dark punk attitude, hope does spring in this heart eternal, and every day/week/year is one to look forward to!
Because we have a fascination with ten-series based numbers, this year feels BIGGER. So the self-reflection must be proportional! And because this is The Internet ™️, this will be a self-reflection of ten years! Which a lot has happened in ten years of The Internet ™️ and Benjamin Kramer! And because who knows what’s going to happen to Bad Tech Companies (cough cough Facebook Instagram Twitter cough cough), it’s important to diversify how to platform a bit
Also, this is the first and last time I’m going to say: if there was ever a year to download all of your information off of those platforms as back ups, this is the year for it. That’s the one prediction I’m making for 2020. Do with that as you will
Here’s a pick of some pictures that to me were indicative of what was going on in my life then:
2010, Dorm Lip Sync contest, yes I carried my team with my daisy dukes and bikinis on top. I was a hot mess flunking classes and navigating the messiness of adolescent emotions
2011, back when I cared more about ski racing, and the streets were nice enough to slide around on! That was the last year before I focused more on bike racing
2012, you know how I keep talking about my twenty cousins WELL HERE THEY ARE. The afro is STILL MAGNIFICENT
2013, graduation trip of hiking the Catskills. It was a really nice week to not think about doing more school
2014, my last year in school and no idea what to do, so naturally I moved into the local townie shithole and went for a 140 mile bike ride by myself to figure things out
2015, just started my first job and celebrated a year of job hunting with one last hurrah at the beach by school. Despite it being close by, I haven’t been back since
2016, the college buddies road trip to Yosemite where nobody died in ski or plane or cold accidents. We tried pretty hard, think that’s the last time we tried to fly by the seat of our pants
2017, the weird year I moved myself and too many bikes into a four hundred square foot mill apartment and thought hanging up a Smart TV to mirror my computer was the best way to save space
2018, honestly these were the two most important pictures of the entire year for me. Changed jobs and co-directed two bike races, but what I care most about then was being there for these two moments
2019, has probably been the best year, in so many ways, the best one to date. Not for empirical or measurable reasons. Because I said so. You can take my word for it
Can it get better? Probably. Can’t force a good thing though, so we gotta keep on keeping on. Always a lot more incoming: Let’s see if I can document it a bit more