Well I hope you all had a good time and got lots of presents, whatever you were celebrating. I played Boggle for about a hundred hours, intermingled with Scrabble and Kismet (kind of like Yahtzee). Seems like not many people play games anymore and I was more than pleasantly surprised to find that my honey is into the Boggle/Scrabble thing. Plus we plan to learn chess, since he has a nice chess set, and the only time I played I beat the guy teaching me and he wouldn't play with me again. Talk about a sore loser. It is very pleasant to sit at the table with a snack, a beverage, and a loved one or two, with some Dean Martin Italian Love Songs on the stereo, and use the old gray matter to have fun. Also went to see Peter Pan, which was surprisingly dark and full of smoldering pre-teen hormonal action, and quite the cool Hook.
So here is your title. Please try not to live up to it completely in that you find yourself waking up with a hangover and the wrong sex from your orientation in your bed.

OK, enough grief already. I know I have been a slacker - mostly I never know what day it is until it's too late. Anyway, you all have fun this Christmas and I'll make it up to you next year.