A collection of predictions for the coming year, one per month. Keep them handy, let’s all be aware of my uncanny ability to be wrong, oh, so wrong!
My predictions for 2019, one per month.
January – The Democrats file subpoenas for President Trump’s tax records and assorted other business filings.
February – The honorable Ruth Bader Ginsberg resigns due for health reasons from the US Supreme Court.
March – WalMart buys Sears/Kmart after Lampert’s bid is rejected and the company began liquidation of assets.
April – Earthquake greater than 4.5 strikes the coast of Peru and at least 50 people die.
May – Mark Zuckerberg steps down as chairman of Facebook to focus on philanthropic and other projects.
June – The Oakland Raiders announce that they will play the 2018 season at AT&T Park in San Francisco.
July – Mega Millions jackpot reaches $1.35 billion and continues to grow!
August – On Jeopardy, a player surpasses total winnings of $2.1 million dollars in 65 or fewer appearances.
September – A student in St. Louis, MO kills 21 students and teachers in a well-planned and coordinated attack on two or more schools.
October – President Donald Trump announces he will not seek re-election and Vice President Mike Pence announces his intention to be the Republican candidate in 2020.
November – One year from the 2020 election, the number of Democrats confirmed in the running stands at 12.
December – A new coldest tempeturature record in the USA is set at the summit of Mt. Washington, NH.
What are your predictions and/or resolutions?
Another Eve of Christmas moving through the night. Just like all the others, no tree, no presents, no stockings, and no love. My life is different. Though, I am not unique in this fact, it does not make living it any easier. I watch the movies, read the stories, and often find myself wishing I could have lived a more ordinary life. But, then, what is fun about being ordinary?
To say I have been floating without direction would be inaccurate. I have just been aimless without cause, but not for lack of trying. My dependence on others is shameful and part of my listless diability. I try to focus, but often realize my mind drifts elsewhere. Headaches come and go. Like, right now, I have a bit of a head-cold, or whatever it is, and my coughing and runny nose make it difficult to remain focused on what I want to do, write a cohesive blog entry here.
I know this one is going on a bit longer than usual. That is because I am using the Bluetooth keyboard connected to my tablet to type this prose out. I promise you, nothing this long could possibly be crafted on the touch-screen keyboard. It would be too tiresome and complicated.
The day will pass. Onwards to 2019! What can be accomplished? Should I stir up trouble by making predictions? I have never been very successful at making predictions. I may try to do so with my next post. Stay tuned for more.
It was a number of years ago that I first learned of the crazy funny brother duo at JibJab with their hilarious end-of-year animations set to music. They even invited the public to upload our faces to their unique website and, using their hosted software, the ability to create fantastic cards and music videos and many hundreds were included in the year-end video that was publicised on the evening news! Now, they have this fun app, where, for a few bucks, you can share and download a clip, card, music video, or more that includes your and friends’ faces. Very cool, fun, and entirely addictive.
Across our nation, we recoil in fear at emailed and phoned-in threats from anonymous sources. This is life. Life in America. We jump at every gunshot and cry foul if someone makes a disparaging remark. Many would say we are wimps and worse. We have lost our backbone, our willingness to be honest and fight back. Others would have us believe that our emotions are fragile and we must step lightly so as to avoid offense. Offense for what? Everything could be considered offensive if you really want it that way, but I do not! I believe in honesty and truth and loyalty. The true American way.
Not where I want to be.
But, it could be where you visit!
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It is yet another holiday season and I continue to loath this time of the year. I am lonely. I am certain my place is foretold by the stars. I am meant to be alone. Prove me wrong.
The future is nothing but the present on a repeat cycle.
I tend towards the philosophical and my thoughts are unstructured. A discussion would be beneficial to this end. I love talking, though I could be better at listening.
More to write…
Another festive holiday season is upon us and I really do not care. As a non-religious, lonely, single, white male, this time of the year is always depressing. I would like a girlfriend, but I fear the commitment, no lie. I am not right in the mind or the gut and I want everyone to know that. I am also seriously depressed and broken, but not without some redeeming value. Just get to know me.
Depression is not contagious and talking can be helpful and beneficial. Please do not be offended by any comments that could be made. Opinions are welcomed, encouraged, and potentially useful. Be kind and be honest.
I can say much, but I prefer to talk rather than write. My writing is stilted and I am never sure what to type, but speaking, I am less certain of my abilities. Words often fail me. Life often fails me. Like I said, I am depressed and I do not have a solution.
Trump claims victory, even though he has lost the House. I guess maintaining control of the Senate and gaining a few governorships is a partial win.
What is our purpose for conducting elections? We have a republic, with representatives chosen by the people, for the people, and elections are seemingly the best way to do that. We “elect” these people. We vote. But, what does it truly mean to vote, to choose from amongst ourselves someone who speaks for many?
For what it is worth, I consider voting to be fun and nothing more. It is meaningless in the grand scheme and could be improved, but no one is willing to listen, so nothing will change. That is all.
Available for auction, for one week only, this pair of high-top boots that were worn only once, to the final Battle of the Bay game between the San Francisco 49ers and the Oakland Raiders. I sat in section 401, row 25, seat 25 at Levi’s Stadium in Santa Clara, California.
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The completetion of my first Geekwise Academy class. I am stressed about what happens next. Not sure that I was successful.
I am not a perfect or professional writer, I just let the words flow as they come. Not worried about consequences or other hang-ups that could, or maybe should, interfere with this writing process. I am one man with a laptop, a phone, and a dream. Not really sure where it is going though.
We each make our own realities and the truth is for us to figure out. Go forth and be honest in all that you attempt.