My only goal for next year is to live it up like these cats. Also to stop paying attention to the news. The news is categorically horrible from top to bottom and never fails to give me an existential headache, especially the BBC Radio Hour on NPR which is MISERY in deceptively dulcet tones. Jesus Christ I hate those BBC fuckers. I wish them nothing but phlegm and laryngitis in 2014. On the other hand, may your new year, as ever, be zippy as hell. p.s. Remember the condoms.