So what do we make of 2017?  Sure, there were the physical problems... my left knee simply doesn't bend well anymore... but I actually did fairly okay at the job.  The F1 season wasn't all that much of a much, and the Cubs weren't as good as they were in 2016, but I have a hard time criticizing either of them on the whole.  Even The Pond sorta just chugged along at a middlin' pace.

So is that it?  Do we declare 2017 "The Year Of The Meh"?  I'm really struggling to think of anything particularly outstanding about the past 365 days as a coherent whole.  There were good times, there were bad times, but I think 2017 was like vanilla ice cream... it's not bad, but it could have been red bean mochi.

But I did have you, the Pond Scum, and that makes all the difference, doesn't it?  Here's to a better 2018, for myself, for The Pond, and for all of you, my lovely readers.  Now it's time for the funny hats and noisemakers... happy new year, everybody!

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