Chill2017 seemed like a good idea.

Resolutions you won't find me mucking about with, but here are a few thoughts as we try another year on for size:

* Be kind to your favorite unreliable narrator.

* Keep the O's. Toss the X's.

* All the iterations of Porkins go down in a fiery ball.

* We don't need to grow an exoskeleton, but toughening up the epidermis is a worthy pursuit.

* Watch for winged things.

* Run if you should meet your Authentic Self (because, of course, one of you must die.)

* It's no illusion: Define the confusion before it defines you.

* If your world's been tipped upside down, make sure you are the one shakin' shit up.

* There is only ever one beat to follow. Grab your sticks, pardner.

* There really are such creatures as happy-go-lucky pessimists!

* Our most meaningful relationships are subsidized by Big Swigs and Hate Chicken.

* WALL-E is humanity's eventuality.

* To love is to flail our arms at each other. A lot.

* Make peace with all your disparate pieces.

* Are you telling your story the way it needs to be told?

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