Happy New Yr.!

Face it, the New Yr. starts now, when the daily sunlight allotment begins to increase, not on whichever day pathetic schmucks decided upon millennia ago for whatever cultural/political reasons.

So get drunk as a coot (or two coots) tonight, then call in hung over tomorrow & enjoy a four-day Xmas wknd. (Although you should realize that G-Bus X, assuming he was real, wasn't born any time near 25 Dec. 0.)