John Lennon once wrote a song that began with the line: “So this is Christmas.” My thoughts exactly. I don’t know how something so remorselessly publicized, promoted and hysterically heralded can sneak up on me, but danged if it hasn’t. As usual, I’ve been slack about my shopping obligations. I’m generally a last-minute type of guy. My family is used to receiving gifts that can be purchased at a gas-n-go late on Christmas Eve. It does my little heart good to see their eyes light up when they open up their camouflage-hued stockings full of Slim Jims, Blazin’ Jalapeno-flavored Doritos and cardboard air fresheners.
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