Someone once asked me why I want you, dear reader, to ask me anything, and I mean anything. It’s because I tend to write about what I’m comfortable writing about, unsurprisingly. I’m hoping that you will ask me things that may not be in my comfort zone. Certainly, I want you to ask me things that I would not have thought to have answered.
It’s also the case that I really like presents, but the ones that didn’t cost any money, but do require some heart, are just as important to me. I do like surprises, usually.
As always, you can ask anything. I must answer, though I may obfuscate. In fact, for some questions, you can pretty much count on it.
I’ll be answering your questions over the next couple of weeks, assuming the Mayan apocalypse doesn’t take place.
Meanwhile:
That Ben Stein ‘Confessions for the Holidays’ thing floating around the Internet is only partially true.
Wizard of Oz Christmas ornaments.
Flash Mob – Ode an die Freude ( Ode to Joy) from Beethoven Symphony No.9.
Have Yourself a Lovecraft Little Solstice.
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Oh, and you are welcome to join ABC Wednesday, which I have been doing for six and a half rounds now. It’ll be back to the letter A in mid-January, not that you need to wait until then. And if you have a suggestion for me to write an ABC Wednesday post, I would consider your suggestions.
