what even happened in the spring?
does anyone else feel like everything happened in the second half of this year, or just me? i mean, in december alone the president of south korea declared martial law, almost immediately changed his mind, and was removed from office, plus the french government voted no confidence in the prime minister and then collapsed, plus the syrian government collapsed and assad vanished, plus a guy walked up behind a healthcare ceo in new york and shot him. (and then the american news media went into overdrive to condemn the guy and the american public went into overdrive to celebrate him.) i mean. that's a lot. americans reelected mango mussolini because we have learned nothing altho kamala harris and tim walz put up a good fight. on the plus side cheetolini was convicted of thirty-four counts of fraud but on the minus side every single one of his cabinet nominees is a terrible choice. hurricane helene tried to wash western north carolina straight off the map and a week later hurricane milton tried to do the same to central florida. the olympics were exciting. i went to florida and atlanta to see the fam and finally got to go to italy with my sister where we were hailed on and i ate my body weight in pasta. a crowdstrike update froze millions of computers including, you know, hospital systems and airports and important places like that. i was on a wee writing retreat with my writing group at the time and got a lot done. justin timberlake was busted for drunk driving and the fact that the cop who caught him didn't know who he was is the best part. kate middleton disappeared from public view, conspiracy theorists went nuts, and we found out it was cancer.
i did not kill my roommate altho sometimes i was sorely tempted. i saw some good movies and watched some good tv and did not read as much as i wanted. i realized i can stand on the ice at the curling club and know what i'm doing. i met some good dogs and got to hang out with fun people. i still like my job. i still love where i live. i still think you're all weirdos and i say that in the most affectionate way possible.
at the gate of the year, the god of doorways is chasing his tail.
gird your loins and bring the dramamine because i think 2025 is going to be a bumpy ride. i'll see you there. don't be late.