This year has been levels of interesting that I can’t really comprehend. I wonder what the historians will say when they look back and write about what has happened in the last two years. I wonder if they will be able to stop themselves from banging their heads on a wall. I mean it’s not as though we didn’t know what would happen. It’s not as though we didn’t have historical evidence of what we should and shouldn’t be doing. Is this one of those “if you tell me not to do it, I’m going to do it.” Things? Because, there is no other explanation.

I’ve kind of been avoiding pretty much everything I possibly can for as long as I possibly can this year. I just can’t figure out what to say about any of it that hasn’t already been said. Or that even better can’t be summed up in three word: What the fuck? I think I find myself saying those three words more often than anyone should. I don’t think that I’m alone though, judging by what I see in the eyes of reporters.

I’m going to do what I can to get through the next few years without total and complete panic about nuclear war, by focusing on the things that I have at home. And while I have many opinions on what is happening in the world right now, I’m actually going to try and stay away from that on this blog. There are people better equipped to make opinions on those things.

What I’m here for is silliness. At least that is my new goal. Let’s see how long it takes me to fall off that one.