Well, I guess this is my last post for 2023. I am looking forward to the coming year, remarkably.  Except for the last few months, it felt like a shit show.  I sincerely hope we can turn the bullshit away and have a great year. I feel an uncharacteristic optimism.  Maybe I'm slightly delusional, who can tell.  Right now I can tell you that I feel pretty awesome about the last couple of months.  Most of you know, I started a podcast titled, of course, Coffee Before Pants. If you want to listed there's a link along the top you can click and on that page is a podcast player.

Also, if you would be so kind, check out the merchandise page.  It will redirect you to my RedBubble shop.  

It has been a pretty creative year, with more ups than downs. I changed my focus from typewriters to actually writing.  I have a few irons in the fire, as they say, beyond the podcast and this website.  For now, the irons are on a secret fire that only I know about.  I'm not giving up all my secrets. I will definitely let everyone know when the time is right.  How enigmatic, right?

I am rambling and it is late. I always get my best ideas just as I am falling asleep.  Most times I am too lazy or too paralyzed by lack of sleep, and those ideas are POOF, out into the ether. I tried setting up a voice-activated recorder app on my phone, but all I ever get is mumbled nonsense and snoring. Valerie bought me a new nightstand where I can place a notebook, just in case.  It's the same law of nature that gets the bus you are waiting for after you've lit a cigarette, or your food comes right as you have to go to the restroom.  You know what I mean.  Placing a notebook guarantees you will not wake up with a great idea.  At least it potentially helps with sleep.

One secret I will divulge is that I am working on developing a YouTube channel.  There are some things I want to share that are more suited for visuals. When the channel is ready, you will definitely know.

None of this would be possible without Valerie. We marked our 19th year together, always the Sunday after Thanksgiving, the day we first met in 2004. She is my rock and the love of my life.  I am ever grateful.  I know she knows, but I like telling her anyway.

My wish for you is that you find your groove in 2024.  I hope you get to read a lot of good books, drink good coffee, and well, become the hermit you always wanted to be, if that be the case.

Peace.

I just had to!