Dick Summer Connection

Finally…I’m sitting here in my big, comfortable, manly, black leather poppa chair in my living room…recuperating. When I was a kid, I used to hate when Christmas night came around, because that meant it was 365 days till the next Christmas. “Don’t cry because something is over, smile because that something happened” is a lesson that takes a while to sink in. I love Christmas, but it can whack you. I start looking for Christmas presents right after Christmas, because one of the things I like best about Christmas is finding gifts that are different, and personal, and happy. I do the Santa-ing for the guys on our list, & my Lady Wonder Wench takes care of the ladies. I usually get the guys toys…because that’s what I like. Christmas is a kid’s birthday. Kids like toys. I let my little kid out to play at Christmas. Little kids understand Christmas much better than grownups do. But even little kids can get pooped. So it’s take a deep breath time. Take a few days off before looking for next year’s presents. Go listen to today’s podcast and get a rub down, Santa.


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