Hey Team,

This might be the strangest Christmas I have had the opportunity to live though. Bare in mind, that’s saying quite a bit. My family isn’t one that is necessarily steeped in tradition and as such I’ve seen Christmas’s celebrated out of suitcases packed with fake Christmas trees come and go, with carols being sung in Florida, Southern California…and maybe even Vegas.

But I think Popamtrekker said it best when he said something along the lines of, “Next year I want to have our own Christmas. I don’t want to have to borrow everyone else’s.”

I don’t want to get too deep into Christmas right now, maybe later; this post is really just here for two reasons.

1. To let you guys know I’m going to go see what I can do about riding a cow as soon as I finish writing this.

And

2. To ask the question: What should I be doing for New Years this year? I’ve had a few cool invitations that I would LOVE to go take part in but I’m not sure how far I’m going to be able to travel in the next several days. Shout it out and I’ll see what I can do though!

Okay, time to go hunt down that ferocious man eating cow and show him who’s boss.

I’m done.

Brett.

Tired of skinny Santas that smell like booze ringing a bell and asking for hand-outs?


Ding-a-ling.