And now, friends, a little brain sorbet, to sweeten your minds after having saddened them a few days ago. I know when I read something depressing, especially inadvertently, I resent the writer, and if the depressing piece is on a blog or website, I am hesitant to return for fear that I will see it again.
So with that, I offer you two li’l tidbits of the type you ordinarily associate with me. Because as much as I love making you cry, I love making you chortle mortle. Here you go:
- If you know that Santa does not exist, you are not allowed to wear his hat.
- Just because you can grow facial hair doesn’t mean you should. Ladies, this goes for you, too.