Holly Jolly X-mas

Well according to the religious experts and the merchants, Christmas is almost upon us. I thought it fitting I mark the occasion by the lighting of the traditional Advent Lamb, in the case, Dolly Mk VIII. Once again some radiation has leaked over from my nuclear experiments (I am just trying to produce electric power, honest! Hey it works for Iran!) which may account for the blue wool. Have to add more lead plates to the garage door, but Mrs. Phos can't lift the thing as it is. Ah well, I suppose I'll get it figured out before the neighbor kids lose all their hair.


I digress, I was talking about the birthday of The Lord, ironically falling in the midst of Chanuka - chance, no; clever marketing, you bet! To make things even wackier we also have Kwanzaa, and Eid-al-Adha, though that one tends to float predicated on the end of the Hajj. The dizzying array of heavy hitters from most of the major religions (sorry Buddha, you didn't make the X-mas cut, but I love ya anyway) drives we godless types to distraction.

Just to save time I do play the game, send out greetings, give presents, and even respond with a hearty Merry Christmas when greeted by store types who have been prohibited from saying anything beyond "Happy Holidays" lest they offend the delicate sensitivities of some crazed zealot.

The weather outside is frightful, for here.



Yukon loves the relative cold and it almost makes up for having to camp in front of his fan for about nine months out of the year. Still waiting on some much needed rain - December is supposed to be our wettest month but so far not so much.

Anyway, Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!!!