eve

while this hasn't been the worst year i have ever had, it does maintain the long streak of less than stellar existence. not quite shit, more a large dirty skid mark on the tapestry of life.

so what has 2018 shown me? what have i learnt?

firstly there is nowt as strange as folk.

secondly social media has shown me that i really don't understand  the world anymore. i am sure my parents felt this way about the things that were of interest to my genertion, now it is the speed of change that is disorientating. just as you think you have come to terms with it there have been two more iterations to deal with.
i don't know what ist or ism i am, furthermore i am not even sure i should care that i don't know.

thirdly every time i think i have found peak nutter on youtube i discover there is someone even fruitier. it 

sack

as i type this santa is busy emptying his sack down a chimney ortwo (while avoiding a dancing dick van dyke)