Here we stand facing a New Year, and I once again wade in the muddled and murky waters of trying to predict the future.
As you remember, last year on New Year's Day I predicted:
The Chargers would win the Super Bowl.
Lindsay Lohan would win the Academy Award for her poignant portrayal of Mother Teresa.
I also predicted that Ron Paul would win the presidential election in a landslide.
And said that subhuman mutants from the primordial ooze would fatally infect telecommunications, and of course that prediction came true when, "Here Comes Honey Boo Boo" aired.
Anyway, here are this year's fearless prognostications:
I predict in 2013, a young person will foolishly post pictures of themselves on their Facebook page buying Facebook stock and not get into the college of their choice because of it.
I predict that many Americans will be pushed off the fiscal cliff, but all the politicians will land safely, because of their golden parachutes.
I predict that the iPhone will be replaced, by the iiPhone, and eventually we will have the ay ay ay phone.
I predict that San Onfre will be shut down forever and converted into the worlds largest Victoria Secret's outlet.
I predict that at San Diego State "The Show" will get its own reality TV show.
I predict that Kim Kardashian and Kanye West will have a child and name it "Ego."
I predict that if we all were a little kinder to each other, a bit more patient and slightly more tolerant, this just might be the best year ever.