2019

I’ve sometimes written some blogs under the pseudonym “Numbers Nerd” and it’s true that I find some curious beauty and mystery and synchronicity and more in the way that numbers work and fall together sometimes. And so I couldn’t help but notice that in my last 67 blogs, I was reliving the years that I’ve lived. That is to say, when I wrote “Analog Reflections,” it was the one thousand nine hundred and fifty first blog I wrote since I began this project—ie,1951, the year I was born. So each time I noticed the number associated with the blog, I recalled something from that year of my life. I know, too much time on my hands.

Earlier today’s was 2018, the year we’re in. And so from this blog on, I’m writing into the future. Maybe I need to be careful about what I say, just in case the tone or the topic will turn out to be something prophetic for that year. It’s a lot of pressure!

So just in case, I’m so happy that the Democrats have taken back both the House and the Senate, that three conservative judges have retired from the Supreme Court and that the leader who never should have been is either in jail or exiled to Mar de Lago to play bad golf for the rest of his life and carry his own clubs since caddies are forbidden to work for him under the terms of his impeachment. I’m happy to report that the World Tour with Doug Goodkin & the Pentatonics is going well and that I was very honored to receive that honorary doctorate and that my surprise best-selling status of my last book was helped by the Terry Gross interview and Oprah endorsement. My daughter in Portland put down a down-payment on a house in San Francisco since winning the lottery and my grandchildren were accepted into The San Francisco School.

And so on.

Best wishes to 2019.