This year my wife made Cthulken. Tasty, and a little risky.

I’m off the Internet ’til 2014. January 2nd at 10 a.m. Pacific, to be exact.

Why, barring Godzilla attack or similar calamity, am I off the Internet ’til 2014? Because while 2013 was in almost every way a terrific thing for me, I’ve developed the habit of being on the Internet constantly. As in, every 30 seconds. Like a teenage girl. (I know this because I have a teenage girl.) Now, I love the Internet — believe me, it beats in every way the not-knowingness-and-no-way-to-checkness of my youth, plus I make my living almost entirely via the Internet — but I’d like to do a lot of writing this next week without wondering what’s up on Facebook. (He said, while acknowledging that Facebook is one of the ways he makes his living.)

But wait, you say. There seem to be posts going up on this blog when you say you’re offline. And, well, what about this post you’re writing now?

If you see posts going up before the 2nd, now you’ll know that I’ve written them in advance and set them to post later. (Which will be previously, by the time I’m back, but is in the future conditional as I’m writing this. How does Doctor Who or Kang the Conqueror ever keep these things straight?)

Anyway, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Life can be brutal and unkind if you have nothing, or if you have everything and you don’t realize it. (Like many of us.)

So I thought I’d share a few stories that should reward your faith in humanity, because yes, I do have faith in humanity (not all the time, but most of the time), and I hope you do too.

Here’s example one of extraordinary kindness.

Here’s example two.

Here’s a story about living by your principles of forgiveness. I will never be as strong as these people.

And see if you can get through this one, and the outpouring of support for this man dying a painful death at age 21, without crying.

And, yes, here’s a story about someone suspected of spraying swastikas on people’s cars here in Burbank. What a nice present to give, no matter what time of the year. But most of us aren’t like that, and he’s only 18 — so he’s got plenty of time to stop it and join the rest of us.

“We’re here to get each other through this thing, whatever it is.” Mark Vonnegut

Or at MY home!

“All is Lost,” which stars Robert Redford as a man sailing alone who runs into a series of troubles.

Here are just some of the many reasons:

1. Your sense of dread mounts from the first frame through the last
2. Which is twice the accomplishment given that the film has only one actor and almost no dialogue. It tops “Gravity,” which provides a hallucination for dialogue, and certainly “Castaway,” which resorted to a volleyball as a conversation companion
3. I’ve seen it twice now in a month — and paid both times! — and would see it again tomorrow if the idea didn’t make me feel like I have too little else going on in my life
4. Our Man’s resourcefulness and doggedness in the face of severe challenge and looming death are an inspiration to anyone who feels his day is shattered by, say, waiting 20 seconds for a traffic light to change
5. The literally all-star cast
6. Is exhaustive on the subject of what can go wrong — I’m stumped to come up with more
7. Serves as a helpful reminder never to go sailing alone in the Indian Ocean

Winner: “Garfield Minus Garfield,” which reveals the existential angst hiding behind the “comedy” by removing the cat.

Sample strip:

Goodreads just sent me a year-end status email congratulating me for reading “2 books this year!”

It’s somehow rewarding to know that while Google and Facebook seem to know everything you’re up to, Goodreads, being linked to an earlier age, hasn’t a clue.

It’s important to maintain a healthy balance, if you want to live long and achieve much.

That’s why I’m drinking wine now — trying to make up for the 90 minutes I spent at the gym earlier today.

It’s nice to see that Santa is an environmentalist too. It’s even nicer to see just how much he looks like my brother-in-law Steve.

A toaster that makes ugly toast.

(Full confession:  I just bought one of these for a white-elephant gift party. Will the ultimate winner of this gift enjoy it? Depends on how toasted he gets.)