The only resolution I was ever able to keep was to quit making resolutions. So far, so good. Good luck with yours.

When I first read “camel wrestling” I started to imagine something like a dogfight but much bigger. From your description it sounds more like a hairy demolition derby. (Right down to the hormone-inflamed participants.)

I have to hang my head in shame over unfinished projects. I just bought a guitar, again (but this time there’s a video game that teaches how to play it!), and when I told my son he said “So you’re going to put it in the closet with the violin, viola, and keyboard?” Smart mouthed kid. He knows the keyboard is under the bed.