Well, I really botched this one good. My New Year’s resolution was a simple one: patch things up with the missus. And, lo and behold, I’ve done screwed it up already. She hired a hitman to kill me. We’ve been rocky for a long time. I haven’t been a very good husband, I can fess up to that. Sometimes I’m careless and negligent. But I’ve been working on it! Honest! But I didn’t expect our little spat to turn into her hiring Tony Bones the Strangler to do me in. But to be frank, I probably should have expected exactly…