And of course, I'm spending it writing. I spent most of this past year writing and — since Sunday, January 21 — dealing with the ankle I broke that evening. It's almost healed but I'm still walking like a seriously drunk person trying to make his way to the men's room. Apart from umpteen visits to doctor offices, 33 days in a rehab center and my five days at Comic-Con in San Diego, I spent 2024 upstairs in my house commuting — by whatever level of mobility I was capable of at the moment — between my bedroom, an upstairs bathroom and my office.
If this sounds horribly confining, let me tell you this: It hasn't been that bad. If I hadn't broken my stupid ankle, I probably would have spent almost as much time where I am now: In my office at my computer. And I'd have slept just as much and used the bathroom just as much…and I didn't miss that many events and shows I would have wanted to attend.
I've had a nice stream of friends visiting me here. If I had a camera crew in my office, we could have YouTubed ourselves one helluva great talk show. And it's nice that I didn't break my ankle until everyone had the equipment to do business meetings and interviews on Zoom. (I even visited a few doctors via Zoom.)
For most folks, I would imagine, 2024 will forever be characterized by the outcome of the presidential election — whether you're happy with it or suicidal. I continue to believe that while bad things will happen — including bad things that Trump voters will think are bad things — it won't be as bad as some are predicting. And that's as much as I feel like delving into politics tonight except to suggest a visit to the blog of Kevin Drum and a look at some of the year-end charts he's posted. You might be surprised at how well things are going in some categories.
Thanks to everyone who donated toward the upkeep of this blog. In case you're interested, there are now 32,470 posts on this blog, at least 300 of which are about things that matter. I'll try to put up a few more in 2025.