I wish you good-to-great tidings, incredible feats of strength, whistle-wetting splendor, sloppy kisses and bear-like hugs, taste-bud exploding morsels sized for a hungry dragon, and wicked trouble of the kind you can yet lick but only with a do-over. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Fantastic Festivus, and Insert Holiday Here! And always — ALWAYS — keep your knees loose.
Thank you for being out there. Today we rest, gather all strength and then we resist. The world actually depends on it.
As the book above says, “Picture a thing that makes you want to choke a motherfucker …”