Well, 2016 is rapidly winding to a close. I feel like I should give some kind of a little wrap-up thing on our time here this past year.
So, for those just burning with curiosity, the most popular post this year? When I asked if I was a narcissistic asshole. I'm happy to report that those who replied didn't think I was. Warms the cockles of my heart. I'm sure there are people who disagree, but they didn't bother to respond.
Second most popular? That time a bear was spotted in my neighborhood...and then we had a power outage that night, and I kind of forgot about the potential of having a meeting with said bear face-to-face while I was out wandering the neighborhood in my pajamas.
Coming in a close third? Trying to interpret my weird-ass avocado dream.
That's an eclectic assortment of posts, Friends. I don't quite know what to make of it, beyond the fact that I share my strange problems here and you all seem to enjoy reading about them. I wish I could say the popularity of the bear post surprised me, but since the most popular posts last year were about the thug squirrels taking over my garage and my repeated battles with the Giant Ninja Spiders that kept invading my shower? I'm actually shocked something else beat it out for number one.
If 2015 had a theme, it was my adventures with wildlife.
2016? That's a little harder to determine, but the thing that seemed to pop up repeatedly was my lack of familiarity with astrology and the zodiac. Like, I seriously cannot believe how many times people brought that shit up this year.
For starters: there was that
It's come up in conversations with people so many times this year, and every time I end up feeling like a dumb ass because I honestly just have no clue. Or maybe I'm just noticing it more, like the number of times I seemed to hear people talking about chipmunks after I helped someone with a fan-fiction website.
So, as a step toward growth for the New Year I decided to start following a zodiac thing on Twitter.
Baby steps, Friends, baby steps.
I'm well aware that it is kind of a lame attempt at not being ignorant on the subject. I mention this because today the posts for 2017 started rolling out,
I'm all kinds of cool with this. My brother is a Scorpio. I already know he's got my back come hell or high water. He might be down in the great state of Texas, but he's still got my back.As a #Taurus Expect Great Things To Happen In 2017 With A Scorpio by your side.— ZodiacFact (@ZodiacFacts) December 31, 2016
So I looked up Scorpio, assuming that it would say he should stick with a Taurus, right? I mean that seems like it would logically make sense. Apparently not. He's supposed to be chilling with a Virgo, which is just all kinds of amusing to me. (It's more amusing if you clicked on that link above about me wanting to crawl under a rock.)
This is why this shit confuses me to no end, Friends. I had to go back and read them all.
As a #Cancer Expect Great Things To Happen In 2017 With A Taurus by your side.— ZodiacFact (@ZodiacFacts) December 31, 2016
And then, because I still know jack shit about any of this, I had to go and look up Cancer to figure out what part of the year that even fell in. Your birthday would be in June or July, which I now know. See, Friends? I'm already learning things.
On that note --
Happy New Year to all of you, Friends! Thanks for continuing to read my ramblings here. It gives me the warm fuzzies to know I'm not talking to myself. I hope your 2017 is filled with good helth, happiness, and love.
**And if you happen to be a Cancer, we should totally hang out! I appear to be a good luck charm for you this year or something.**