Ach. I missed the very last day of November. But in keeping with the spirit of the season, I have fully decorated my office. I put a couple of festive deer with a Christmas tree on my windowsill.
And I put a little nativity scene, purchased in Cancun a few years back, on my desk. Oh Joy!
But the more I glance over at Joseph, the more I'm convinced that he and and director Kevin Smith were separated at birth. Silent Bob. Silent Night.
My inner, underdeveloped Ansel Adams can now rest.
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