Bah Humbug and the Bumble

Sometimes you just get tired.

The kind of tired that you can't sleep away.

This time of year can bring it on. It's cold and dark and the wind cuts and so do so many things that we do to each other. It's a nice thought that the holidays brings out the best in us.....that we're wandering around our little Bedford Falls-like downtowns passing out lottery tickets to all the local store owners, but that's clearly bullshit. We long ago killed our own downtowns by elbowing each other in the throat at the closest Wal-Mart to save a few dimes, and consider it a good day if we can get out of that parking lot without getting T-boned by a guy with a confederate flag hanging from the bed of his pick-up.

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