Friday, December 21, 2007

It's Christmastime

Okay kids. I'm on Christmas (not Kwanzaa, Chanukah, or frigging Holiday) vacation.

Merry Christmas.

For those of you who are of different faiths, Merry Christmas. I won't be offended by "Happy/Merry/Jolly whatever you're celebrating – including Ramadan – you just smile and enjoy a Merry Christmas.

If you don't think it's worth celebrating the birth of the saviour, celebrate the birth of the most renowned celebrity of all time. Celebrate the wisest man who ever gave himself up to brutal death on principle. Celebrate that the guy who said, "Do unto others as you'd have done to you" was born. Okay, it might not have been right on December 25th that He was born, but that's when we have it worked out.

If you don't really believe that He was born in the middle of winter, well, celebrate now anyway, because this is the time of year when we do that.

And if you don't want to celebrate Christmas with us, shut the hell up. Really. A lot of us have rifles and empty beer cans in our pick-up trucks.

Anyway, I'm on the road for the Christmas vacation. Spending it at a time-share resort in Klamath Falls, Oregon. There's a spa, a sauna, a pool, and since I'm not into snow sports and all that is indoors – I'm probably not going to need my long underwear but I brought them anyway. You just never know.

Merry Christmas.

If you're offended by "Merry Christmas," you're on the wrong blog.


Merry Christmas.

And Happy New Year.