That was a Game Seven that lived up to the hype. It’s easy to say now but I actually found myself pulling for LeBron and Co. a little bit towards the end of the game and was not disappointed to see them win. (Were they the villains this time, or the heroic underdogs? Sometimes I forget.)

So step one is complete in our 2016-is-the-year-of-the-unlikely scenario. Cavaliers? NBA Champs. Next are the Cubs and finally comes Donald Trump. It’s destiny now.

I like to think 2016 will be a pretty good year, regardless of how likely or unlikely the developments. I do have a pretty good life (thanks, everyone) and yesterday was a good example…

Father’s Day.

Seems I became a father just in time to cash in on the gross overproduction and overcommercialization of said holiday, and I’m all for it. It’s not just a new necktie anymore; it’s Christmas in June.

Amen, Dads.