My predictions and personal goals:
I will learn "Eruption" on the accordion. Then Weird Al will hire me for some studio sessions.
As the 15-year cycle is complete, the "grunge" look will finally make a comeback. Time to bust out the flannel shirt and start ripping holes in the knees of your jeans.
By June, I will be able to bench press a Toyota Prius.
Mattel and Birdhouse will collaborate to finally release the hoverboard. Michael J. Fox will be pissed.
I will get 3 new tattoos: a hot dog in a cage match with a dancing milk carton; a purple dolphin; and the Chinese symbol for "futility".
In Spring, the Harper minority government will fall. A young, brash, hairy political stalwart from central Ontario named "Logan" will emerge and capture the hearts of Canadians from coast to coast. He will sweep the House of Commons as leader of the No Pants Party.
Through revolutionary investigative journalism tactics, I will expose holes in Prime Minister Logan's campaign promises (namely the definition of "pants"). Lewd photos of him and Sasquatch emerge, forcing him to resign in shame and call a December election.
Global will cancel its hit Manitoba-based drama Falcon Beach in favour of new, innovative programming: Rice Beach, a weekend-long telethon of the exploits of a handful of merry chaps and lasses on a Georgian Bay Beach.
The poker craze will finally fade to pave way for the World Parcheesi Tour.
Sometime this year I will use the word "the" in a story.
I will once again make posts of real substance.
GAME ON!
Posted by waub at January 11, 2007 10:58 PM