Well, the world is still here and it’s not on fire, relatively speaking, so hooray.
But I still secretly hope that historians, researchers, archaeologists and all other appropriate specialists discover convincing evidence that Christ was actually born in June and Christmas moves to the start of summer, because the end of December is the worst time of year for the Northern Hemisphere to be travelling en masse. Or at all.
Speaking of weather, yesterday we had a deluge and today the copious amounts of snow have been greatly reduced. A few more days of persistent rain should get rid of most of the rest. This means I probably won’t be able to run on Monday (tomorrow), so boo. But Wednesday is a possibility (yay).
This also means we have an unofficial white Christmas (I think a “real” one is where it actually snows on Christmas, we just have so much snow that even a 24-hour monsoon could not wash away all of it).
Here’s my Christmas wish list for 2022. I am trying to not be too cynical or jaded. Trying!
- Peace on Earth
- Trump on trial before the end of 2023, and convicted. It could be for anything. A parking ticket. I don’t care. Just something.
- Peace in my home (hopefully the PU move out in 2023, that would be the best present of all).
Merry Christmas to any humans reading these. Heck, Merry Christmas to any bots scraping the site, too!
