The obligatory buildup that started shortly after Halloween is winding down. Fewer ads pushing the Scooby Doo Chia Pet. Less mass hysteria in every mall parking lot. We've seen all the Christmas Specials, from Charlie Brown to Rudolph, Frosty and the Grinch. Aim your dish just right and some say you can pull in that legendary Muppet Christmas Special with Zbigniew Brzezinski. Who can forget his Winter Wonderland duet with Miss Piggy? I'm still trying. I wish I'd recorded Ted Nugent's Christmas extravaganza from back in 02. Nobody skewers calling birds, French hens and turtledoves with a bow and arrow to make holiday jerky anymore. Now most people think I just dreamed it. More of a nightmare, really.
Alas. Just enough time left on the game clock to draw a large sigh of relief, check the cache of batteries to power various devices that will arrive without any of their own tomorrow morning. Make sure there's enough octane booster for the eggnog and maybe relax a little, I say. Reflect. Maybe even ponder, but not too much. My brain hurts already.