Rather than write a 5,000-word screed about how much I hate my fantasy football team (that can wait till tomorrow), I will instead wish everyone a Merry Christmas. Ate and drank well yesterday, will eat and drink well today. Took about a million photos of the baby, and got a picture where my Dad is actually smiling. Fish and pirogi yesterday, ham and turkey today. Nothing brings about peace on earth and goodwill toward men than good food and good wine. Though that peace was disturbed a bit watching my brother make my fussy nephew go to sleep by walking back and forth singing "Gin and Juice". That’s Justin’s favorite song, apparently–it immediately calms him down and makes him drowsy. Ah, Snoop.

So, Merry Christmas, and happy birthday to the baby Jesus.

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