In less than 12 hours, 2018 will be gone. And I have to say, 2018 has got to be one of the best years that I’ve ever had. Mostly on a personal level.
I suppose the big news is that in 2018, I found a new apartment. It’s closer to my job, which means I spend significantly less on Uber rides to and from work. It’s a lot nicer than my old place, and it doesn’t have the lingering stink of… Whatever that was. And perhaps best of all, I got this place all to myself! It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to walk around my place butt-ass naked if I so choose. And I’ve chosen to a couple times. You’re welcome for that visual, by the way.
Yes, dear reader, I’m on my own. Meaning that my roommate of many years and I have officially gone our separate ways. There was no bad blood between us, there was no falling out… Everything is fine between us. To be fair, in the grand scheme of things, we were never really friends. We were just a couple of people who needed a place to live, and couldn’t afford it individually. We knew there would come a day when one of us was going to leave, and the other would have to find a replacement. I just wasn’t expecting to have to leave my cat behind with them. I’ll miss you, Peppy.
But yeah, new apartment! It’s actually a pretty nice apartment, too.
And less than a month after I moved in to this new place of mine, I met the woman who’d become my current girlfriend. We started talking over OKcupid in July, met in person around August, and in early October, we decided to be exclusive to each other. Does it seem a little fast? Hell, I don’t know. The longest relationship I’ve had prior to my current one has been about three months. And that particular girlfriend dumped me because I had the audacity to consider voting Garry Johnson in the 2016 election. Longtime readers of this blog know I eventually changed my mind and wrote in Bernie Sanders, but I never got the opportunity to tell her that. Although I’m thoroughly convinced that wouldn’t have done any good on the count my ex was a loud-and-proud “Clinton or GTFO” type. But I digress.
It is through my current girlfriend I’ve learned a lot about the world of social services, the traditions of quaker Christianity, and… um… Certain aspects of myself that I wasn’t entirely sure about. Let’s just say if you’ve been a long time reader of this blog, you’ll notice a certain musing from 2017 got deleted a few months ago. Largely because I have those answers now. But I digress.
2018 saw the release of three stories from yours truly. The Majin Among Us was my NaNoWriMo project from 2017 that had, in one way shape or form, been on my mind for the longest time. Sarah’s Phone is both the latest addition to my Novellas of Highfill, Kansas, and probably the most depressing thing I’ve written since… Well… The first Novella of Highfill, Kansas, really. And of course, the story I’m probably the most proud of (for some reason), Realm of the War Pigs: book 1 of The Highway Men. Book 2 is currently in the works, as well as a couple other ideas.
Yeah, 2018 was the year I tried my hand at juggling projects. Results have varied.
2018 WAS going to be the year I got into graphic novels again… Except it looks like that graphic novel project might have fallen through. I never heard anything one way or the other about it after I got recruited for it, and wrote a few pages for them. I don’t know.
2018 was the year a lot of good albums came out. Bad Wolves dropped a spectacular debut album. Ghost released their best album to date. Disturbed… Came out with something as well. Godsmack… Oi.
2018 probably marks the end of my Godsmack fandom. Frankly, “1,000 Horsepower” should’ve been the red flag to end all red flags that this band is going to suck from now on. Add on that puzzling solo album Sully Erna put out, and the stories I heard about Another Animal getting sabotaged right out the gate, I’m starting to wonder if I should even hang on to the GOOD Godsmack albums. I’ll probably expand on these thoughts later on in another OP ED, but for now, maybe the legends shouldn’t have risen.
2018 was also the year that I got into Twitter. And thoroughly regretted it throughout most of it. Probably shouldn’t have joined up during an election year. Also, as much as I enjoy MovieBob’s reviews on Geek.com, maybe following the guy on Twitter wasn’t such a good idea after all if I didn’t want my Twitter feed to become a place to find the loudest neoliberal claptrap I could possibly find. Seriously, guys, you make me embarrassed to admit out loud in public I vote democrat. I’ve never been more tempted to bitch someone out in my life more than that one time I found a guy who tweeted something along the lines of “moderates are just more tolerable conservatives”.
And yet, I still prefer Twitter over Gab. I can’t say I agree with the far left all that often, but I’m willing to concede that the difference between the far left and the far right is that the far left at least STARTS OUT within the realm of logic before drifting off into god damn Bat Country.
Also, 2018 was an election year. And frankly, I’m just glad the election is over now. More than ever, politics has felt like an exercise in agony. I’d rather have my nuts bitten off by crocodiles than spend any more time listening to a bunch of mongoloids from CNN spend five hours talking about the latest Donald Trump tweet these days.
Also, this year had some of the worst reelect Kevin Yoder commercials I’ve ever seen. Seriously, it says a lot about your campaign when your attempts at editing Charice Davis speeches to make it look like she’s saying incriminating things made your average YouTube Poop videos look like Michaelangelo sculptures. I’ve liked Kevin Yoder better than I’ve liked most other republicans, but after that laughably terrible attempt at a reelection commercial, that guy DESERVED to get kicked out of office.
And speaking of Kansas politics, remember when Greg Orman took votes away from Laura Kelly, and handed the entire election over to Kris Kobach? Except the exact opposite ended up happening instead, and jesus Christ you people are fucking idiots.
Yeah, I was kind of bummed out about the end result. Really, though, things could’ve been a lot worse. To quote my own Twitter: “I’m disappointed Laura Kelly won, and I’m thanking merciful god that Kris Kobach lost.” Technically, that’s a bastardized Orson Scott Card quote about the 2012 election… But it’s basically how I feel.
2018 did have its share of downs, though.
For starters, net neutrality got repealed, and I’m already seeing the effects of it. My phone bill went up a whole twelve dollars a month, and Verizon is literally making no effort to explain why. Hell, when my electricity bill went from eighty a month to a hundred and ten a month for that period of time between July and September, the electric company at least made an excuse. Specifically, everybody was turning their A.C. up, and the demand was difficult to maintain without raising prices. Is it a GOOD excuse? Maybe, maybe not, but at least they made the attempt.
I also feel sorry for anyone who has cable through Time Warner, because with net neutrality gone, AT&T ate Time Warner almost instantly, and wasted little time fucking over their customers with “new premium plans”.
And it sounds like 2019 is going to see a crusade against “text neutrality” next. Hope you aren’t part of a political party that opposes Ajit Pie, because important communications regarding your next rally might end up getting labeled as spam. But that fucking chainletter I keep getting will be fine, so hey, at least there’s that.
2018 was also the year that Bret Cavanaugh got elected to the supreme court. Let’s just set aside the rape alligations, and any stories, memes, and what not relating to “The Devil’s Triangle” for just a moment. Even if those alligations are one-hundred percent fabricated, I still want Cavanaugh as far away from my supreme court as humanly possible. My inner conspiracy nut who lives in perpetual fear of the conservatives dismantling the American government and replacing itself with a sort of Christian tallaban has gone into overdrive these last couple of years, and that guy’s nomination to the supreme court has NOT done these paranoias any favors. Rand Paul once proudly declared “keep your government out of my god.” Fine. Just do me a favor, and keep your fucking god out of my government, you evangelical lunatic!
But aside from a couple of concerns like this on the grand scale, my 2018 has been pretty good on thepersonal side of things. Compared to the slow, mindless, agonizing drudge that was 2017, 2018 has been quite the ride, and I’m actually looking forward to what 2019 has to offer.