Another new year

Hey mother fuckas!

I’m loosely speaking back in work mode, although currently I’m watching ‘Fight Night: the million dollar heist’ so you’ll have to excuse my language.

Another new year, I hope there are more to come.

This less than cheery new year greeting is not a reflection of how many new years I think I might personally have left, but rather how many mankind at large might have. Even as I write Hollywood burns, insurance companies opt out of their responsibilities, the American president is officially a convicted felon, and president maker Musk-rat is asking his followers if they think Britain should be invaded. I find it hard to know what to say about it all.

What I’m definitely not going to say is ‘things can’t get any worse’.

I think there’s a strong possibility they will.

Hold on to your hats people.

Even though the sky is blue and the air is crisp it is way too cold for me to consider a walk today. Instead the heating is on full blast and I’m lounging in front of the tv. I admit I’m slightly disappointed that the Muhammed Ali in Fight Night isn’t as pretty or as sweet talking as the man himself, however, generally I’m enjoying the experience and would say that the wigs should get the tv version of an Oscar all of their own….if that’s a possibility.