Welcome to Ought-seven

Think old geezers in 2047 will refer to this decade as the Oughts?  As in, "I remember the great blizzard of  Ought-nine" and "Yep, that was the Presidential election of Ought-eight..."

For me this decade has definitely been the decade of the oughts.  But that's been true of every decade since I became an adult full of regrets and conscious of my many sins and failings, as in "this year I ought to be smarter" and "this time I ought to be stronger."

So in honor of the new year, here are my oughts for Ought-seven:

I ought to be more patient, generally, but especially with someone I know who needs me to be more patient.

I ought to remember to say, "Good dinner, dear," before dear asks plaintively, "Did you like the dinner?"

I ought to get out more.

I ought to explore the west bank of the river.

I ought to see what's over that hill.

I ought to figure out how to get from here to there.

I ought to get that looked at.

I ought to stop making that mistake.

I ought to get over it, get past it, get around it, and get used to it.

I ought to know better.

I ought to pay more attention.

I ought to fix that.

I ought to be more concerned.

I ought to let it slide.

I ought to be able to go without it.

I ought to do that more often.

I ought to answer your email.

I ought to link to your post.

I ought to return your call.

I ought to read that one.

I ought to start watching.

I ought to check that one out.

I ought to leave that for another time.

I ought to give that one up.

I ought to stop kidding myself.

I ought to face up to it.

I ought to come clean.

I ought to have learned my lesson.

I ought to cheer up.

I ought to whistle a happy tune.

I ought to put a shine on my shoe and a melody in my heart.

I ought to wake up and smell the coffee.

I ought to switch to decaf.

I ought to cut back.

I ought to give it up.

I ought to swear off.

I ought to start.

I ought to take it up.

I ought to look into it.

I ought to buckle down and just do it.

I ought to get cracking.

I ought to slow down.

I ought to think it over.

I ought to remember that one.

I ought to forget it.

I ought to relax.

I ought to get serious.

I ought to lighten up.

I ought to give it another shot.

I ought to give it a rest.

I ought to quit, a lot of things, but making this list especially, or I'll be at it until Ought-eight.

Thanks to all of you for reading, for commenting, for linking, for helping to keep this blog lively and interesting.  All bloggers ought to be as lucky in Ought-seven as I was in Ought-six.

Happy New Year!

Comments

[CTC]

You ought not to be so angry in your political posts.

[Jennifer]

You're an old geezer... how do you refer to the 1900's??? :)
Wait, they are saying America doesn't stand for anything anymore so maybe this will be the "naught" decade.

[Connie]

Sounds to me like you ought to stop worrying about all the things you ought to do. We love you just the way you are!
Happy New Year to all the Mannion's, from all the Kuusisto's.

[Connie]

Steve says he ought to have his head examined, but he can't find it. Neither can I. Vidal? Did you eat it?

[Kevin Wolf]

Happy New Year to the Mannions.

"Oughts" are the same sort of thing I have on my list for 2007. Though I did try to keep my list shorter than yours. Just one or two items, so I'll remember what it is I ought to be doing during this new year.

[Greg]

I thought it was spelled "aught".

[Linkmeister]

Or "Ott," as in the great left-handed "foot-in-the-bucket" hitter for the NY Giants in mid-20th century baseball.

Happy New Year, Mannionites!

[cali]

I ought to make it over here more often.

[Michael Bains]

I always spelt it ott as well, but I like your variation and its implications better.

I Ought to keep moving my life in the direction I've started since my last birthday (41.) Things have so been gettin' better for me since I finally started dancing. Who knew?!

And I Ought to remember to read More Mannion! Is just that I'm neither a film nor TV buff, so those posts don't entrance me as does so much of your other writing. You do rock, Mr Mannion. (Heheh.. yer like, what? 6 or 7 years older than me? {-;)

Happy New Year to you and yours, Lance!