Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for December 26, 2017

If the only thing that can be said for 2017 is that it gave us fidget spinners, we could have just skipped the whole year and gone on to 2018…

Truce in Sudan after several years of civil war.

Just wait till you meet 2018, Pammy.

Unless you’re a fan of the Golden State Warriors, Pittsburgh Penguins, Houston Astros, or New England Patriots, this was a bad year.

This is where Dr. Mel’s time machine would come in handy. We could have a do over.

How appropriate that 2017, one of the worst years in recent memory, ends with the release of “The Last Jedi”, the worst “Star Wars” movie to date. (I just loved Leia’s Mary Poppins imitation.)

If no one can find anything good in the past year, then there’s a massive lack of gratitude going on. I’m glad to have been alive through the past year. My Dad passed away which was sad but I’ve been able to spend more time with Mom. I’ve really enjoyed seeing my grandkids growing this past year.

We’ve had the year we made.

You made it, but I survived it.

Geez, fidget spinners not withstanding, I had a great year. What a bunch of Grinch McScrooges!

And in light of 2017 revelations, Father Time, you will keep both hands where Pam can see them.

Overall, it was a miserable year — and the misery began on the first Tuesday of November, 2016.

If we just look at ourselves, and NOTHING else that happened, I’m sure we can come up with something good. But if you live in the real world and deal with other people and talk with them, this was a garbage year. For the people that keep their heads in the sand, keep practicing. Because 2018 promises to be bad, too.

Speaking from experience, if you have CTS, I wouldn’t recommend one of those.

I had some very fond memories in 2017… of 1976…

“Good riddance, 2017.”

Didn’t we say the same thing to 2016 last year?

The Astros won the World Series. And that was just one of the great things. I wish everyone could have had as great a year as I had.