Impeachment will occur and we will be rid of that disgrace that occupies the Oval Office chair.
Congress and the Senate will pass sensible guns laws that will protect the people of this once great Nation.
People will realize that the NRA is doing far worse than protecting an amendment. They are destroying a country.
Someone in television will bring back The West Wing. They’ve resurrected Will and Grace, Murphy Brown, Hawaii 5-O, Magnum, P.I., even Lost in Space. Surely there’s room for the best drama in television history to make a return?
I can go to the movies without seeing something being blown up or shot at, or someone being hit in the groin with anything. Maybe this is the year someone writes a smart comedy (remember those?).
This is the years my grand kids start growing younger and not older.
The neighbors next door chop down the two huge trees in their backyard that drop leaves and debris into my pool all summer long.
I will get back into shape and STAY in shape.
The world of men will realize that killing one another and taking over one another’s land is not the answer to life. And by comparison that taking advantage of a woman, any woman, will no longer be accepted.
I can finally start my new career…as primary taste tester for Hershey’s Chocolates.
Consumers will realize that driver less cars are not the answer. You no longer have to move your seat, or open and close your window or pull out a map. Is it too much to ask to just…drive? Let’s, for once, reject new technology and get back into the driver’s seat…literally.
People will accept that global warming is real. And that they will stop being selfish and realize that the world their precious grand children will be occupying will be a great deal worse, especially if we do not start making radical changes, right now. It’s like people who say they believe in heaven and hell, but don’t really believe it…and won’t, until their pants are on fire.
This is the year I get my first hole in one. Or, at the minimum, that I go an entire season without snapping one club into two pieces.
That we extinguish the word, ‘like” from the English language…or at the minimum, prohibit anyone under the age of 25 from using it. Close behind, the word “awesome”.
A technical virus causes all cell phones to become inoperable for a period of one full week. And that people, especially children, learn once again how to interact with each other.
That the Shed Fairy pays a visit to Wentworth Lane.
My mother stops watching the Hallmark Channel, and telling me all of those Christmas movies are based on fact.
Television viewers will understand that, “Reality TV” does not represent anyone’s reality and that if they stop watching, they will all quickly disappear.
Bob Mueller receives the Nobel Prize…for Peace.
I’m not going to wish anyone a prosperous New Year. If that happens, good for you. Everyone, have a year fulled of health. Full of safety and happiness. Full of friends, family and warm memories. I hope to see a lot more of the people we love and a lot less of the people who annoy me. And that list, unfortunately, is growing larger by the year.
Trapped in a Happy Life 