It's probably time to wish you all a Merry Christmas.
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I'm going to try and nod off for an hour or so, then put a half hour on the Cybex cycle, get a shower in and head over to Ryan and Courtney's house for Christmas Eve Dinner. So now is the time.
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Merry Christmas Peeps. Best wishes to ...
- Lec and Tom at NPMI.
- the GD people, even the reality challenged obstructionists among them.
- the Rockett Management and Hotel People.
- my new friends at Sprint, MetroPCS, Qualcomm, Lucent, Maxton, EnerNOC, Grain
- all of you crazy subK tower climbers.
- Tuna Lips
- Katelyn's Crew and Jack Dog
- Mike's friends, including reigning POTY McMahon
- the Gerry 5
- Ryan's old and new friends and family
- Boyz and Girlz in the Hood
- that crazy, wacky Boston Yacht Club
- Roenick and Isabelle
- the workers at the Lagavulin Distillery
- my old College buds
- that lady in Chez Henri that Mike Rockett tooled on
- the POTW's who annoyed and, yes, more frequently inspired me.
- my Florida family and the New England one's too.
- all of my self righteous architect and engineer subK's
- the birds at the feeder - even the insidious squirrel
- my Darwin group who strayed away from the evolution
- our material suppliers and their sense of humor
- the happy fish swimming today who will be giving it up next summer
- the New England Patriots and Boston Red Sox (even the Celts!)
- James Taylor, Chuang Tzu and Ralph Waldo Emerson
- those New York publishers that turn down my book (so far)
- the writers and editors of WoodenBoat Magazine
- all of the Peeps that I share this journey with
- and you, that slightly misguided reader of this Blog post.
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I still wish you Peace on Earth, Good Will Toward Men, and you don't have to buy into Chistianity to accept that sentiment.
More like Dorothy if you ask me, you big girl.
4:18 PM
Hey Anon.
Your freaking Toto Turd.
You'll get Dorothy where the Sun don't shine.
5:04 PM
And vice a versa with the pissin off, it seems. Shoot, you'r hackles is up, and here I thunked that the Christmas spirit was powerful in you. In all things, the chicken come home to roost. But fear not, for born unto you tomorrow night is a savior, who is Christ the Lord. Made a couple nickels off that line on local access cable back in Galveston. Love this country.