I’m a pessimistic optimist, in that I expect the worst, and if the worst doesn’t come to pass, it’s gravy. This new year has the potential to be just as bad economically as 2011, but I have hope.
Trouble is, hope don’t feed the bulldog, so we’re forced to hunker down until the storm passes. There’s a small patch of blue sky on the economic horizon that suggests the worst may be over. Don’t bet on it clearing until after November when the political pendulum begins its slow return to normalcy, providing plenty of gravy and mixed metaphors for all.
7 thoughts on “Weather Forecast For The New Year”
Happy New Year, Bunk.
Many more, ups or downs, many more.
John M.– If there were no ups and downs, life would be boring. I enjoy rain.
Dunno what happened, but my comment from yesterday never made it:
There is (or, at least, used to be) a local Irish group here in Denver named Gobs o’Phun. I have a copy of a CD of drinking songs they released several years ago that was named “Liverdance.”
Ah, I’m looking on the wrong post. I didn’t think I had so much to drink New Year’s Eve that I was still hung over, but something’s not working right in my head this morning.
wheels– I’m always looking at the wrong post, especially when the computer freezes up and the missus walks in.
I hope you’re in the well with the stairs on the outside of it.
plane– Nope. I’m outside looking at the stares.