Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : 2021 prediction

Everyone else is getting on the prediction wagon.

Here are my predictions for 2021.

  • There will be hurricanes.
  • I’ll be sleeping with dogs somewhere on the bed — wherever they leave space for me.
  • Politicians are going to screw us over.
  • We’ll have 3 months of lockdowns because last year wasn’t enough to kill all of the small businesses.
  • There will be a “Greater Depression” that’s going to be worse than 1929, but never fear, digital “money” will replace cash.
  • No one will be able to buy or sell without a credit or debit card, and you’ll have to wear a collar with two official tags as proof you took both COVID vaccinations. 

Warner Cumberland Brand leather dog collar with free brass id

  • Tele-weddings will be available on snap-chat and include the illusion of a wedding dress and veil.  A certified copy of your marriage certificate will have to be purchased from your local courthouse for a $100 shipping and handling fee, plus credit card charges.
  • Due to a new 20-foot social distance rule, all pregnancies will be invitro performed by a technician guiding robotic hands.

If you need to consult a psychic, I’m not one.  I read Tarot cards and they say that 2021 is going to be a wild ride — one without a harness or seatbelt.  If you survive it, feel free to yell at me about it next year.  I’ll probably be dead, but you can still yell at my ashes.

I already have an inscription for the container:  I urned this.