Saturday, January 02, 2016
Out With the Old, In With the New
What can one say about 2015? The biggest news story of the year was probably Donald Trump, which makes it sound a lot more like, say, 1988. And if you listen to the rhetoric involved, maybe more like 1958. Bernie Sanders became everyone's favorite curmudgeonly old person not featured in a Life Alert commercial, while Hillary Clinton got in on the Jurassic World craze by rebooting herself repeatedly. Suddenly everyone hated True Detective and loved Fargo, while remaining largely indifferent to the existence of CBS. No one could figure out if we're done with comic book movies yet or not. It was a strange time, the type we'll probably look back on someday and be largely unable to distinguish from the year that happened before or the ones that have passed since. And now it's gone.
On my end, I have to say that 2015 was pretty good, and not just because 2014 was about as bad as they get. Having a nephew has been great, and not just because I get to enjoy not being the person who has to get up in the middle of the night with him. It's genuinely fascinating to watch a little person develop, and then go home and still be able to pretty much do whatever it is I want to do exactly when I want to do it. Aubrey has also been a fine addition, especially once she got past her early bouts with rug peeing. She's adorable and always doing something crazy I can laugh about, much like Lindsay Lohan in her prime. So I guess we'll keep her.
Happy new year, friends. As meaningless observances go, this is a pretty good one.
What can one say about 2015? The biggest news story of the year was probably Donald Trump, which makes it sound a lot more like, say, 1988. And if you listen to the rhetoric involved, maybe more like 1958. Bernie Sanders became everyone's favorite curmudgeonly old person not featured in a Life Alert commercial, while Hillary Clinton got in on the Jurassic World craze by rebooting herself repeatedly. Suddenly everyone hated True Detective and loved Fargo, while remaining largely indifferent to the existence of CBS. No one could figure out if we're done with comic book movies yet or not. It was a strange time, the type we'll probably look back on someday and be largely unable to distinguish from the year that happened before or the ones that have passed since. And now it's gone.
On my end, I have to say that 2015 was pretty good, and not just because 2014 was about as bad as they get. Having a nephew has been great, and not just because I get to enjoy not being the person who has to get up in the middle of the night with him. It's genuinely fascinating to watch a little person develop, and then go home and still be able to pretty much do whatever it is I want to do exactly when I want to do it. Aubrey has also been a fine addition, especially once she got past her early bouts with rug peeing. She's adorable and always doing something crazy I can laugh about, much like Lindsay Lohan in her prime. So I guess we'll keep her.
Happy new year, friends. As meaningless observances go, this is a pretty good one.
