If I could give you a graphic representation of my farewell to 2023, it would be me, middle fingers upraised, mouth foaming as I spit curses at the passing year and telling it to go straight to hell and spend eternity choking on the barbed cock of Satan.
Sadly, I don’t think that 2024 is going to be any better. Call me a pessimist if you must. I prefer to call myself a realist. I’m looking forward to some cataract surgery this year, the end result of a life lived outside and in full exposure of the sun, not often with sunglasses. Add in some genetic components, and it’s amazing that I haven’t needed it before now. Mom had it when she was 40. but she spent her entire childhood in the ocean, surfing and swimming. She spent more time outside than I did at my age.
As for any predictions I have for the future, well…
Very precious indeed.
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Dave the sh%t is really gonna hit the fan this year when the commies fully realize that Trump is going to win. Their bloodlust is insane and they will pull out all the stops.
The cataracts are not that big of a deal. Had both done – no pain and recovery was only really a week per eye. I cannot believe the difference – night driving will be a cinch now!
Ammo and alcohol… anyone who can make both will be not just rich but wealthy. And when Ben Franklins are being used for toilet paper, anyone who can replace consumables that important (alcohol can also be used for high density fuel, and medicinally for sterilization and similar purposes) will be untouchable. (There was a short story I read once about the guy who designed and repaired all the tech used by Batman, and the assorted arch-criminals running around Gotham City, and NO ONE messed with him.)
In a video I watched China was using lasers to cut down trees. Where are ours? I’m sure there are many uses.
Evil Franklin