Wednesday, January 1, 2020

Happy new y. (It's past my bedtime)


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Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Happy New Year. Welcome to the Roaring 20s

Otherwise known as DEFAULT MODE on this particular program.  Expect highs and lows and more of the same with some startling surprises.
It would not surprise me if we are still putting air in our tires for another hundred years, like the saps we are.   In the meantime, our phone will become our doctor, we will do our own surgeries at Auto Zone, We can teleport to Alpha Centauri  and live and die in a mirror world on the internet.   But flying cars is crazy talk.
Right. 
Happy New Year
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