Re: New years bah humbug

On Wed, 1 Jan 2025 11:46:20 -0500, Frank Krygowski
<frkrygow@sbcglobal.net> wrote:

On 1/1/2025 3:19 AM, Catrike Rider wrote:

 
The simple fact is that somebody decided a long time ago that an
arbitrary time should be the designated ending of one day and the
beginning of the next. I suspect there was a group thinking session to
decide on the exact raltionship to the sun that designation should be.
Simiarly, a designated relationship with the sun was group thought to
detirmine the day to start counting days.
 
Now, after many years, people still get together to celebrate those
group thinking session by unknown people, as if they were signicant of
something.
 
As for me, a new day does not really begin until I wake up and
acknowledge it. A new year does not really begin until I acknowledge
springtime.
 
Yeah, I'm a bit grouchy because of being woke up by the sound of
fireworks going off. Three and a half hours of sleep is not going to
work for me, so now, when I finish my 2nd cup of coffee coffee, I'm
going back to bed.

>
Damn! What a miserable old man!

Who isn't perturbed by being woke up in the middle of the night?

It seems to me that Krygowski is the one who lives a miserable,
unhappy existence. A good share of his RBT posts involve him whining
and complaining about something. He doesn't like how the bicycling
trends are heading; he doesn't like the frame designs; he doesn't like
the newer bicycle components; he doesn't like the newer accessories;
he doesn't like bicycle helmets, flashy shirts, or SPD shoes and
pedals; he doesn't like the bicycle infrastructure trends; he doesn't
like bicycle trails; he doesn't like guns; he doesn't like the
marketing of anything, he clearly dislikes the current political
trend, he hates people who ignore his advice; he hates that people
drive instead riding their bikes to their jobs or the grocery store.
When he's not complaining about something, he trying to get people to
change their minds and agree with him, which doesn't happen very
often, so then he whines and complains about that. His brags and lies
are scattered among his constant complaints and attempts to manipulate
others. His need for imaginary friends is hardly surprising. He has
probably driven away all the people who know him.