This is going to be a Jackson Pollock post. I’m just throwing words at the canvass. Does it make any sense? I will claim that it does, but who the fuck knows?
Alright, fun’s been had. Food was eaten. Gifts were exchanged. Booze was drunk and weed was smoked. A new year is dawning, and now we need to get down to brass tacks. This is a warning and a call to action. (No, seriously.)