It just occurred to me, as I was out watching the almost-full moon settle among the pines, that if I were to move the big mirror in the living room from the end wall to the wall opposite the window, I could sit in a chair and watch moonset in the mirror, from the comfort of a heated room. Why did I never think of this before? Why will I probably not get around to carrying out this clever plan, despite its obvious brilliance? Why do I even bother to ask myself these things? (And why did I not ask myself why I do not simply watch through the window as the moon sets, rather than go to the trouble of moving the mirror? Because that would involve moving the chair every night, and moving it back each morning, whereas the mirror would need to be moved but once!)
This is the time of year when the stores have sales on Martinelli's Sparkling Apple Cider. One of my favorite beverages. I must remember to stock up. And tomorrow is the day the fat newspaper with all the year-end clearance inserts arrives! After Christmas is my favorite holiday! It's the Bargain Hunter's Celebration of Other People's Leavings. Praise be to the overstockers!
My condolences to all the kids, who are undoubtedly saddened by the news of Santa's demise. It was truly unfortunate that he flew through that swarm of bats, and that the one of them who bit him was rabid. What are the odds? It was admirable of him to continue his rounds until he collapsed and died. But remember, kids: be sure to hose off your gifts before opening them, and wear rubber gloves! The residue of Santa's mouth foam is highly infectious!