And so it begins. The last go-round. Maybe.

All of you who are experiencing babalaas* this first morning of the year the world will end, just remember you brought it on yourselves.

* I’m looking at you, attendees at the Kepler Mt. New Year’s Eve Day Brunch

 (Belated thanks to Dixon Teter for introducing babalaas
into my vocabulary this morning)

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