Manifesto:

This post is raw. There is no fluff, no filler, nothing extraneous.  This post is as near a piece of my own heart as I can make it.  Something plucked tender and fragile from my chest and placed, still beating, on the altar. I offer it up to you... I don't do what I do …

The True Meaning and Value of Christmas (For Me). ALSO: Snakes! Aliens! and A GIFT for YOU!

This post contains multitudes. It runs the entire gamut between the sacred and the profane.  It contains my own, hitherto undisclosed and secret meaning of Christmas, and it contains a GIFT for YOU and everyone else in the whole wide world. There are snakes (not on a plane) and there are aliens.  There are chestnuts …