Season’s greetings! Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, joyous Kwanza and Bah Humbug! This post is a quick update so you can make sure I’m still alive and was definitely not dragged to hell by the Krampus. Here’s a link that explains what the Krampus is https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krampus. Sure, one could question if this is truly a blog if the writer has to post “I’m still alive” updates on a regular basis, to which I would ask if it’s truly a democracy if the electoral college decides the vote.
I won’t be particularly active in my blogs during the holidays. Not that I’m against hiring underpaid servants to get my next post up, but all the elves are working for some greedy reindeer farmer named “Santa Claus”. So, I won’t post again on either blog until next year. I’ve had longer hiatus.
There is a review in the works, but it’s not a time sensitive one so I wanted to put it up after Hannuk/ristmas. For this post, I could talk about how crazy the holiday season gets and rattle on about my personal life, but that’s boring so let’s talk about New Year’s instead.
It’s kinda hard to talk Christmas when 2016 keeps rearing its ugly, Brexit-laden head. Even though things went great in my personal life, it was tough for the world at large and, I hate to say, prejudice and corruption prevailed. I went on a tangent here, which included Trump, sweeping generalizations about the american populace and a Death Note reference–it was bad.
Instead I’ll only say this: just let things go for the holidays. Avoid talking politics around the Christmas dinner table, if you’re like me and have to vent about something, there are less depressing subject matters. Why not talk about how much of a douche Santa is in the Rudolph movie, cause he totally was right?
New Year’s is a time to reminisce, it’s also a time to look forward. If last year sucked, then “Throw cares away” to quote Carol of the Bells. We don’t need any of the crap from last year, no work, no philosophy, no Trump. Just stuff that matters, so we can enter twenty seven-frickin-teen with bright faces. Merry Festivus, and I’ll see you in the new year.