With category crazy-high hurricanes hitting the Southern coastline, Trump blunders filling Twitter feeds and the deaths of legends like Chuck Berry and Mary Tyler Moore, 2017 is a year many of us would rather forget.
In lieu of a Christmas letter, I’ve jotted down a cursory rundown of my 2017 holiday season, at both the Hult household and the Brandon Valley Journal office.
The opening credits look like they were lifted from the cover of a Stephen King novel, the music sounds like a super-synthesized mash-up of John Carpenter movies and video arcade games, and the cast includes Winona Ryder, Paul Reiser and Sean Astin.
I was at my computer Thursday afternoon, listening to a school board meeting on YouTube. Even with my headphones on and Dr. Larson talking, I could still hear the 30 mph wind and, because only one earpiece works, office talk.
Doing laundry at my house is always a profitable experience.
It’s like a treasure hunt, all the quarters and loose change I find at the bottom of the washing machine, on top of the dryer and in the depths of hampers.