Well, we made it. 2025 is here. Normally, I do not stay up later than around 11:00 pm. An exception was made tonight as I have a game I love playing called, “Firmament.” It is by “Cyan,” the people who built the “Myst” series of games a couple of decades ago. If you are not familiar with Myst, enjoy solving puzzles, or just have time to kill before you go to traffic court give Myst a go.
If you think I’m staying up to welcome the New Year, think again. Years ago I would be to drunk to type on a holiday like this but things change as you get friggin old. It is, in some strange and inexorable way, fun because you have most likely quit doing things that can kill you. Although I can still climb an extension ladder and cut limbs from trees. Just because I can doesn’t mean I will though. A man’s gotta get some sense sometime and mid-seventies seems about as good a time as any.
So, for those who love the New Year: Happy New Year! If you’re like me then just try to live another week or two. If you’re drinking and reading this knock off the sauce. It’ll try to kill you sooner or later. If you’re smoking pot you’re dumber than a rock and you get what you inhale. If you’re shooting up you probably aren’t reading this but I wanted to cover the bases.
Tomorrow the new year starts ticking off so remember your promises of the night before and try to keep them this time. As for me, it’s time to get back to Firmament. I’m in the middle of solving a puzzle concerning elevator planters I have to find my way across to get out of the damned arboretum I’ve been stuck in for a day and a half.
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