One usually publishes an annual review on or before the New Year. Look at me already late.

I can’t really remember anything about the year gone. I know I have watched a lot of Moomintrolls, In the Night Garden and more recently Teletubbies, which Rosie calls “Tubbytubbies” and Blue’s Clues. I played Warcraft. I played guitar. I wrote some things and drew some things.

Emotionally I spent the year:

1. Gazing in wonderment at my beautiful wife and child.

2. Freaking out because we all are going to die.

Here’s to this year being less like a hideous nightmare and more like a beautiful dream.

Strategies to combat morbidity welcome.