2015 was in many ways one of the shittiest years of my life. I’m not sad to bid it farewell. It kicked my ass, but I’m still here. Still standing. So goodbye, 2015, and kiss my ass. Here’s hoping 2016 is
a damn sight better. Happy New Year from the toasty fire in my upscale shack to you, wherever you are. May the new year bring you everything you need and some of what you want, to boot.