When it comes to Christmas, I’m a bit like Scrooge.
To be honest, I guess it’s just that I haven’t had anybody to share it with.
Family is family, of course.
My mates are still as friendly as ever, though they’re more the Lets-Get-Together-Every-Once-in-a-While-and-Relive-Memories kind of chums.
And through bad timing and perhaps worse luck, I don’t think I’ve ever had a ladyfriend to share Christmas with. Perhaps the months before, perhaps the months after, but never the month of.
But that’s the way my life goes. I know that.
It’s just that Christmas season — moreso than any other season — is just so inescapably lonely when you’re…well…when you’re lonely.
It gets to you. It eats away at you.
And the only thing you can do is huddle in a dark booth at the local coffeehouse and do some work, hoping it passes quickly and painlessly.
Wow. Depressing.
And then there’s you guys.
The readers. The writers. The bloggers.
The people who’ve been privy to my affairs, both private and public.
Bless you people. Because without you, I’d be just another nut with his math.
But you don’t want any of that mushy mushy stuff do you?
I bet you’re all, “Where’s my presents, yo?”
So here we go.
Enjoy your presents and deepest apologies for any blogging friends and aquaintances I may have missed.
To Macarena…
To Rhys…
To Annie, Tracy, and the IT2M gang…
To Roselle…
“Don’t lie. I know you’ve thought about it.”
Mile High Club
{Not too Late, nor too Difficult for Valentine’s Day}
Love Air makes joining the Mile High Club easy…Our Cessna 206 has been fitted with a comfortable bed, and a curtain separates the cabin from the cockpit area. The pilot wears headphones connected to the Air Traffic radio, and the engine muffles any amorous sounds which might be emanating from the cabin.
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Guests receive a dated, personalized official certificate, declaring them members of the Whistler Chapter of the Mile High Club, AND a set of souvenir sheets, because frankly, we don’t want to keep them.
To Hot Coffee Girl and Jane…
To Cornell, Sharon, and Michelle…
To Dave, Jon, and my old high school mates…
