Listening to this in the background. This morning really did require an effort to write, not to just mess around.
Thanksgiving was decent. Seeing both teams serve up fortyburgers was, um, satisfying.
The nighttime AFC game was delayed because of a COVID-19 outbreak on the Ravens.
Dangerous prediction! Probably all of those infected will be okay next week.
I know, I know, that’s not Chuck Todd dangerous, but I clearly don’t believe in the constantly-shifting War On ScienceTM.
Casting any aspersions on the blessed is risky.
Oh well.
Christmas gifts, plans
Happy to see that there’s a way you can put together one of the Big Tech merchant’s wish lists, then buy things somewhere else.
So I’ve largely done that.
I don’t know for whom else I should buy gifts.
At this point, I can count on one hand the number of people outside my family who’ve kept up with me since the rolling that started in 2013.
I don’t even have the energy to get upset about it. Maybe I should.
News
Oh, a CIA officer got killed in one of the bright spots of the Obama/Biden foreign wars. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Two more days, and another year finished.
I shouldn’t say I’m excited to relax, should I?
But I am.