I won't be posting much over the weekend, as I'll be hiding at my mother-in-law's home with my wife and various family. I have over a dozen kinds of cookies to try, as well as real fruitcake, of which a single slice puts you over the legal limit. Combined with Nelson's blood and absolute horizontology, as well as a roaring fire, a cozier domestic scene one could not hope to find. I just hope that the solar lion disemboweled the lunar bull a little more thoroughly elsewhere, since here in Oregon it is still very dark.

Merry Christmas!