Yes, I’ve completely converted to Californianism. I really loves me some El Ay.But for one day, I’ll reassimilate into the old country and talk some trash at the folks back west: we had a white Christmas, and in a very high-pitched voice, I offer a resounding “ha-ha.”
Moving on, my fellow-fatty Santa and I both put in some OT on Christmas Eve, and you reap the benefits. Feel free to ease that post-partum holiday depression with a new, music-related Lycos column:
