There will be no wrap-up 2016 year-in-review post. One year simply flows into the next. The only thing different is the picture on the wall calendar.
Once again, there are no new year’s resolutions. I don’t do those. If there is something to resolve, then resolve it immediately. There’s no need to wait until January 1. Otherwise, new year’s resolutions are nothing more than pie crust promises.
Watching the left and its snowflakes crack-up has been the most fun part of the post-election aftermath. They are so funny when they lose.
I am predicting that Colin Kaepernick will win the ESPY Courage Award this year. It’s a meaningless award that has become 100% political.
In a week-and-a-half, the nest will be empty again. When they first leave home it requires some adjustments. When they come back home it requires more adjustments.
If you’re ever tempted to spread rumor about someone, even from a trusted source, keeping it to yourself is probably going to be your best option.
Unless we’re expecting several inches of snow or a major ice storm, there is absolutely no need to rush to the grocery store and stock up on essentials. Seriously, when was the last time you found yourself “snowed in” by an inch of snow?
When you’re changing a flat tire, at least one complication invariably arises.
It’s unnerving that extroverts believe that when someone is quiet, something must be wrong. “You’re so quiet. Is everything okay?” Ugh.
I just finished my first Anne Rice vampire novel. I know she’s the best at what she does, and is indeed a very good writer, but it turns out I’m just not into vampire novels.
Coffee made in a French press really does taste best.
Some consider large homes, expensive cars and lavish lifestyles to be luxury items. I consider leisure time with no obligations to be the most luxurious of all.