I like to think there is a designated sandwich time in any given conflict, where everything can be solved with the proper application of carbs and hot beverages.

So… another year.

Last year felt a bit like it was dreamed up by someone who’d eaten the wrong kind of mushroom. Barring health issues I had a pretty good year despite falling behind on almost literally everything I had intended to get done, but I also watched seemingly half the world repeatedly punch itself in the face. I wish I could predict what might happen this year but that’s getting increasingly difficult. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to do a normal job interview, but I do remember people asking me what my five year plan was.

If I was asked that today I think I’d have a hard time giving anyone a six month plan that had any confidence behind it. In six months I might be trying to explain a joke in a comic to a god like AI or hoping the now hyper intelligent radioactive cockroaches think I’m funny enough to spare me from the meat pile.

My six hour plan involveses eating a sandwich. For me the timefor sandwiches is now.

How was your new year? Is there anything you’re looking forward to? Let me know in the comments.

Until next time may your enemies be literally haunted by their mistakes.

-Andrew