Well, it's 2017

My start-of-the-year checklist:

• Sleep in? Not really. Didn't sleep well.
• Eat a fattening breakfast? Check.
• Go for a jog? Check.
• See the family? Pending.

An anticlimactic end to 2016 on my part. With the bug still lingering, I opted to chill out and read in bed until midnight. I texted my happy new year greetings to a few folks then passed out. No Nyquil. No whiskey. Got to be a personal first in ages.

Ah 2017. What do you have in store for us? Melting icecaps? Earthquakes? Plague? Flood? Locusts? Sweet Meteor of Death? Unicorns? Sentient Homicidal Furbys? I guess time will tell.

Oh, and to any of the few crazed who read this blog: Happy New Year. I hope 2017 treats you well, or at least better than 2016 did.