Time to suck my Chinese chestnuts? NO.
Time to ask Santa for a Red Rider BB gun? NO.
Time to post a holiday blog that two or three people will read and reminisce about how much more awesome this would be if other people read it? YES.
So, with that, I bring to you the down-but-never-out, perpetually perennial Toga Party. If you track mud in, I will find you and beat you. Happy Holidays, Blogland! I see you, mf’aaaaaaaaaaaaaas!
Disclaimer: This blog is visible to all at the moment, but all previous seasons’ posts and comments have been privatized and this season’s will be once it’s over, too, as will the blog itself. Why? Because it’s just a blog for the holidays. Why? Because, FFS, the holidays are a time to reach out to your loved ones and say, “Hey. Are you gonna eat that?”
And sure, there are a few humans with the special security clearance required to read archived, private posts, but the only way to get your eyeballs on those would be to befriend those people and beg them. Assuming you could find out who they were. Which is not likely given the total, complete and inviolable anonymity afforded by the internets. You nosy, nosy bastards.
