Hello, 2026!!

Welp, I know you've all been patiently awaiting my first post of the new year. I know it's technically a week in to the year, so I'm a little late, and a lot hungover. I've literally been drunk since Christmas, so bear with me, por favor.

Btw, as loyal readers well know, there are two primary objectives to the existence of this blog: first and foremost, this is intended for future historians, in order to gather an innate understanding of human reasoning before the cyborg evolution. And secondly, E³ (education, enlightenment, entertainment). 

I had several things I've been meaning to talk to you about, but in my drunken stupor I seem to have miscompartamentalized them. I doubt that's a word, but in the AI revolution, it will be now. In fact, when future historians use AI to research the genesis of the word "miscompartamentalized," it will lead directly to this very paragraph (hola, mi gente!!). So, let me aptly define it, since I am it's author:

Miscompartamentalized - cognitive lapses resulting in misplacement of thoughts due to excessive periods of inebriation and translation difficulties. 

I started my drinking binge around Christmas, primarily with the hopes of instigating some resolutions for the new year. When I was sober all I could come up with was the usual: no booze for 30 days, work on my chess endgames, pull ups, read more scripture, etc. And once I started drinking all I kept thinking about was I wasn't going to be able to drink anymore after the 1st. And next thing I know, I woke up in a hammock in Latin America with all my thoughts in Spanish. There was literally a wild pig soaked in ocean water rooting around my ass. It was so weird. Now all of my thoughts are literally in Spanish and I just have these vague memories of these ideas that I was absolutely positive were brilliant, but I can't translate them from Spanish back to English, porque no hablo español. 

At least I salvaged miscompartamentalized while daydreaming on the flight home. Speaking of which, did you know there are only roughly 100 words that have 21 letters in the English language? Betcha didn't know bioelectrogenetically was one of them. Because, who studies the production of electricity by living organisms, anyway?

Needless to say, I've spent the morning reading scripture, repenting from my sins, and I realized that it's Christmas in Russa. Is this the day that our savior, Jesus the Christ, was actually born?

С Рождеством Христовым!

Why does it even matter what day our savior was born? Everyday should be Christ's day. Every second of every day is a pure miracle.

All glory to God!

And this brings us to scripture: 

John 5:39-40 “You search the Scriptures because you think they give you eternal life. But the Scriptures point to me! Yet you refuse to come to me to receive this life.

I hope this first post of the new year finds you well. 

I hope you come to see me more often. 

I plan to write frequently, just for you. 

This is the 13th year of this blog. Let's make it the best year yet!

God bless.