As with any end-of-year situation, my coworkers are focusing on the things that they want to do differently in the coming year, categorizing Twenty Eighteen as a bold new vision of themselves and their world.  I’m more of a “Can you start my orange?” kind of person, making adjustments and changes as I go (and, frankly, as few as possible, but that’s another MS-QOTD) rather than using what feels like an arbitrary change of numbers on my checks to motivate myself.  That said, I admire their focus on positive improvements, and I am looking forward to the new year and the change that it could bring, with my Number One goal being upgrading my wife’s rust-bucket van to something safer and more trustworthy.  (And, hopefully, red.)  Monetarily, it should be possible, the big question is going to be one of getting my metaphorical chizz together, a universal condition that leads us to today’s resolutionary query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) has a couple of relationship-type improvements in mind and an intent to move to bigger lodgings, asking: What is your Number One Goal for the coming year?


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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.


  1. To hopefully finally get the materials and finish my Mandalorian armor costume to join the Mandalorian Mercs Costume Club (think groups like The 501st or Rebel Legion, but specifically dedicated to Mandalorian costumes from the various eras from canon and Legends). I want to get it finished and start getting involved in the charity events they participate in and visiting kids in hospitals with members of the other Star Wars costume groups.

    • I won’t lie, I’m pretty jealous, It is my dream to go, but with med bills and my health problems, going doesn’t seem possible in the near future unless I get lucky and win the lottery or something. I had a chance to go back in High School (a friend’s family offered to take me on their vacation), but both of my parents watch too much Dateline and thought I was going to end up in a cheap motel bathtub filled with ice with one of my internal organs missing or something.

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