I can't argue with a single one of Steve's Christmas Wishes*--they all sound perfectly reasonable to me, heh heh.
But I will add to his list my own hopes for peace, and of course a big, all-embracing wish that everyone who stops by this page will have a wild and crazy Christmas Eve--one that's filled with color and sparkle and children climbing on you and grownups handing you yet more things to eat and sloppy kisses from ecstatic dogs and Yes, please, more wine, and generally too much of everything. Just what Santa's helpers everywhere need if we're going to bust out of the bleakness that has plagued December thus far and ready ourselves for the Big Day tomorrow. That, and lots more alcohol.
Happy Birthday to my Baby Brother, who turns 45 today.
Alla famiglia!
*Via Bob Cesca's Goddamn Awesome Blog.
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