Well, gee golly gosh. I was just talkin’ to the Dark Lord Char’Nagh and he mentioned that it was a new year. Well don’t that beat all?
Maybe this time it won’t suck.
It is possible.
I don’t have much to report at this change of the calendar. I’m just gonna keep on going and hoping I can be productive. Maybe, as the haiku says, the year won’t suck this time.
Anyone who reads this: I hope the best for you!
The winds rise.
The clouds flee.
The air shimmers.
The ground quakes.
The frogs doubt.
The Dark Lord Char’Nagh has returned!
Somehow another year has passed already. Did you remember to clean all your tabernacles? I sure hope you did, because you don’t have another chance to before the calendar changes or whatever.
In any case, at some point as a child I chose 22 as my lucky number. Let’s hope that translates into 2022 being a good year.
I don’t think I have anything major to report at this time. Please stay tuned in case I remember anything worth saying.
The Dark Lord Char’Nagh has returned! The year ends and a new one begins! Have you prepared yourselves? Is it even possible to have prepared yourself?!
The year 2020 will, of course, go down in history as yet another crappy one, but I have to admit that I’ve probably done better than a lot of people this year. My bankruptcy ended, leaving me without all that credit card debt. As far as the pandemic, I live in one of places that has had the best luck with avoiding the worst of it, and my job has continued unabated, which means I’ve had a source of income this whole time, which not everyone can say. 2020 was the year the Phone Guys celebrated a decade of continuous updates on this site. It’s the year I got the 50th Little Choy comic on here, as well as my 50th Beekeeper Review.
Though my poor car did die this year. I miss it so much.
Anyway, let’s hope for a good 2021. I mean, we can hope, right?
Hey Look Everybody! It’s New Year’s Eve.
Another year is over and the Dark Lord Char’Nagh is stopping by to make sure we’ve all improved our vocabularies over the course of the last twelve months. I hope you’ve all augmented your verbiage.
Fight for your candy.
Don’t let them take your candy.
It is your candy!
I have to admit that 2019 was another year of general unhappiness and confusion for ol’ PDR, but I guess I’m hopeful that it’s getting better. My life, I mean. The world in general still sucks. But I’m trying to make my own situation better. I’m only three months from being through the bankruptcy process, for example.
I assume I’ve mentioned on this site before the way that I try to create a Goals List every year, which is mostly just projects I want to get done and culture I want to take in. I used to base it around the New Year, but this year I’ve decided to base it around my birthday. This has proven to work better, given that the last three weeks or so of every year are generally full of distractions that make it harder to keep on top of things I’d rather be doing. The way I’m doing it now, I’ve still for until January 18th before I’m halfway through my year and I’m already more than halfway through my list. I assume I’ll talk more about it in 2020, but it feels good to actually be crossing things off and counting them as successes.
I hope the new year brings more of that along.
How is it possible that a year can feel like it is over in the blink of an eye, but also be a slog to get through? I guess that’s just how aging works.
But we did get through 2018. Congratulations, us. I’m still a failure this year, as Secret Government Robots is still about twenty pages from completion. Still! It was supposed to end in 2015, I think! But I am 80% sure it will be done this year and I will never have to draw another page of it again. I wish I could be more confident than that, but I have disappointed myself too many times.
But also, I didn’t get sick this year. That’s a win! I did have a sudden upheaval in my life in the form of leaving my home of fifteen years for some other place. This did derail me, but unlike the illness, this is probably a good thing ultimately.
Overall, 2018 was a year. In spite of some major life changes, I have little to say about it. Life is just an unending blur anyway.
So, how will the Dark Lord Char’Nagh treat us as we go into 2019? Nobody can know. Such is life.