The day after Christmas and, frankly...

...we're not ready for the holiday to end. Oh, there's madness swirling around us -- here, where a lawsuit claims the public can't tell the difference between a #1 bestselling book series and a line of barely-there comic books...and here, where a lovely writer suddenly finds herself unemployed -- but we don't want to discuss such things. Not today.
 
Y'see, it's the day after Christmas and we're still on holiday. Better yet, like Scrooge, we're going to continue to hold Christmas in our hearts. Unlike Scrooge, it's for today only but, hey, we're not fictional characters. So, while we hope your day was happy, you should know our celebration isn't yet over. And we plan to pretend like it's 12/25 all over again.
 
Drinking: Eggnog, of course.
 
Watching: A Christmas Carol. Wikipedia says there's been at least 28 filmed versions of the piece but our favorite (and the one we're watching) is the 1984 TV version starring George C. Scott.
 
Best. Scrooge. Ever.
 
Listening: A Very Scary Solstice, a bizarre little CD from the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society. The HPLHS called it, " a delightful yet hideous combining of over-commercialized holiday tunes and the unspeakable horrors of the Cthulhu Mythos", and it includes such songs as Silent Night, Blasphemous Night, Away in a Madhouse, and I saw Mommy Kissing Yog-Sothoth. It is every bit as ridiculous as it sounds.
 
Now, back to bed for us!