No Fartin', No Pickin' Your Nose, and No Playin' With Mr. Peabody

It's Christmas Eve. Who would have thunk it. And, just as anticipated, the bottom fell out of Christmas this morning. The details are not mine to discuss, but no one died, so that's a positive note. Nothing we can't recover from thankfully, but nevertheless we'll have to trudge through tonight and tomorrow with the bad taste in our mouths.

Anyway, I hope everyone manages to have a nice holiday despite those who may try to piss on it.