Decked the Halls
Blogging has not been a priority for me lately, but I thought I’d post some pictures of my decked halls and wish readers a merry Christmas, happy holidays, and best wishes for 2022. I think we could all use a happy new year. I don’t have any big year-end wrap up to post. My sports gambling “career,” which I decided to pursue during the shutdown, has gotten off to a much slower start than I would have liked. But it provides some excitement and there’s something good—yes, simply good —about knowing what you want to do. A few years ago, I told a friend that I’d be done writing if I didn’t have any success by age 50. The milestone is just weeks away (as much as I’d like to say “next year,” it’s not even fooling me, anymore), but I still hope to complete a reboot/sequel of Super Crip. I just joined a second Y much closer to my home. I’m hoping it will help me continue to keep this body going—and, of course, reaching past my limits. Otherwise, I don’t know what the future holds. I have some