It’s a glorious snowy Christmas. One of my favorite seasons.
I tried to write a glowing Christmas post. Alas, I couldn’t pull it off. I’m not religious enough to quote uplifting scripture. I’m too Curmudgeonly to write a sunny Hallmark style fluff piece. I’m too infused with Christmas spirit to write a snarky post bitching about politicians and taxes.
So you’ll have to take my word for it. I’m happy it’s Christmas and hope you are too. To all my readers (if I have any) a heartfelt and deeply felt Merry Christmas.
A.C.
P.S. If you don’t celebrate Christmas and prefer some non-denominational celebration that’s fine but I’m not going to say “Happy Holidays” or “Merry X-Mas”. Nor am I leaving you out of my good wishes. You’re going to have to suck it up and be happy even if you worship Cheetoes and Death. Because I told you to. All of mankind is under orders to smile until January 1st.
Adaptive Curmudgeon 