Here in my time zone, it will be Christmas in about 15 minutes.
Merry Christmas, you guys.
I'll be with family tomorrow. Not my Precocious Daughter. She'll be with her dad. Or, apparently, my Drummer Boy. He'll be....absent. But family. Which is important.
On Christmas I'll be an independent single woman, is what I mean to say.
That's good. you know?
Merry Christmas, Drunkards.
Tell everyone you meet that you love them.
It's that important.
I love you all.