Three hundred sixty-six days have passed since I wrote out a list of pre-millennium resolutions. I’m not usually the resolving type; as I wrote in preparation for the list last year: “What with the entire starting point of the year being arbitrary, and with full knowledge that changing oneself is damned difficult — combined with the fact that resolutions are roundly ignored — I am forced to believe that making such resolutions is a pointless waste of time.

“Nevertheless, I’m making ‘em. Chalk it up to pre-millennium madness.”

I (purposely) haven’t looked at the things since, though, based on the idea that slavishly trying to meet specific goals would be frustrating and futile. Instead, I narrowed the 16 resolutions into one overarching statement and aimed at that, figuring I’d look back a year later and see which of the individual resolutions I’d met.

So here’s the scorecard: I’ve done 1, 2, 3, 4, kinda 7, most of 8 and a good chunk of 9. I’m not sure about 5, 6 and 11 and had forgotten about 10, 12 and 15. I nailed 13, 14 and 16, though. Overall, I’d have to say, not bad.

This year’s list will reprise parts (the unmet parts) of last year’s, as well as adding 6 new goals. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Oh, yeah, and happy new year.