The Curmudgeon

I’ll be the first to admit that there’s a part of me that resists everything.

This is thepart of me that scoffs, calls you a liar, hates being around people.

He thinks—no, not just thinks, this part of me actually believes that Valentine’s Day and Christmas have become nothing more than trumped up commercialized gimmicks designed to syphon money from hispockets and fill peoplewith material greed.

He uses the holiday season not to give, but to decimate himself, cut the fat, reevaluate his lif...