Cheerio, Twenty Sixteen

After a shite start (cancer really cramped my style for a while there), and a plethora of shitetastic deaths (Bowie, Prince, the American Dream thanks to Donald J. Trump... etc), my year has ended on a double-whammy of highs. (1) Finally and in the nick of time: I got my Green Card; and, (2) I fell in love: everyone meet Emily; Emily meet, well, the whole internet I guess.

 I can't wait for 2017 :)

I can't wait for 2017 :)