2019 now comes to a close in a few hours here.
I've got a belly full of tasty pizza. I've had more than my fair share of beer (and now am enjoying a glass of whiskey). I'm doing a marathon of "The Witcher" and pretty much chilling.
Been a hell of a year. Some bits were good. Some bits were bad. Most of it was just variations of batshit crazy.
I'd like to hope that 2020 will be different, but I don't really think it will. I think we're in for scary times ahead. I hope we're all ready to deal with them.
Maudlin thoughts to end the year, but that's what booze does, I guess.
If you're reading this, I hope the best for you in 2020. Guess we'll see what happens.
The Buried Treasure of Gangster Dutch Schultz
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Dutch Schultz was a notorious gangster who rose to prominence and made a
fortune in bootlegging during Prohibition, then afterward ...
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