I am doing… nothing. Blissful nothing: the Patreon stuff is up and the newsletter can wait until tomorrow. I’m not going to go get blitzed, either: I’m almost fifty, thanks. I’ll likely see the New Year because I’m always up that late, but I might call it in early, at that.
Yup. Mister Fuddy-Duddy, that’s me. And happy about it, too.
We are following the usual tradition here of not doing anything, because there are lunatics out on the road who are drinking heavily. I am sure that you are all more sensible than that, and hope that you avoid the people who are not. And that we all have a good 2019.
Also: all the Patreon stuff is up for this month. Enjoy! …Or sign up, then enjoy!
I have no plans. Well, not true: I had plans — putting the finishing touches on this month’s gaming supplement for Patreon — and now they are done. 2017 was not actually the dog’s breakfast for me that it seems to have been for most of my Twitter and Facebook feeds; we’re all in good shape here at the house, I saw some movies I liked, and I sold a thing! So let’s not have anything bad happen on the roads tonight, OK? Stay safe and raise a glass at midnight where you’re going to be OK.
Moe Lane
PS: My usual toast. To the truly deserving! — There’s so damned few of us left.
Because why not? Continue reading Ten Things That I Do Not Mind About 2016.
Right now I’m just waiting to see whether the sleeping kid with the cough is going to turn into the crying kid with the ear infection – ah, the glamorous life of the right-wing political blogger – so while we’re waiting for 2011 to end, let me offer two toasts.
The first is my traditional one offered whenever a bunch of RedState writers are present: Confusion to our enemies! – God knows it’s not hard.
The second is new: To 2012! …Now go get yer war paint on.
Moe Lane
