Things I would like to see happen in 2017, in no particular order:
-- True love decides to be crazy enough to take a chance on me.
-- A twenty-five thousand per cent raise.
-- A major tax cut, which could be the equivalent of a twenty-five thousand per cent raise.
-- A major weight cut, to the tune of I-don't-want-to-say-how-many dress sizes.
-- I win every case I take to trial.
-- My heel pain resolves. (There is nothing like pain in your lower extremities to make you feel old and broken down.)
-- The current crisis in the Catholic Church resolves favorably.
-- We get a daily traditional Latin Mass in Boise.
-- Somebody comes up with a low-cal, superfood version of cheese puffs that is just as tasty and comforting as the junk version.
My predictions for 2017, in no particular order:
-- The crisis in the Catholic Church will resolve not only favorably but dramatically.
-- President Trump will reboot the Dakota Access pipeline project, and look into the possibility of rebooting the nuclear energy industry.
-- The government of the United Kingdom will continue to try to stonewall Brexit.
-- Angela Merkel will fall amid a national clamor to get Germany out of the European Union.
-- President Trump's approval ratings will skyrocket.
-- The city of Boise will be considered to be experiencing drought conditions despite near-record winter snowfalls.
-- Nobody will come up with a low-cal, superfood version of cheese puffs of any quality.