Happy 2009

Fireworks are yapping away outside, impatient boys. In a couple hours I’ll climb the hill by my inlaws’ house and shoot off a few. Fireworks, I mean. May 2009 be a good year for all of us, with lots of peace and love and sex, and good health and jobs, and stronger unions, both labor and civil, and a serious leftward swing of the political pendulum, and funny jokes, and solar-powered flying cars, and grocery rockets.

What does 2009 look like for you? What do you wish for? What are your resolutions?