The run up to Christmas seemed to go really fast this year. I was worried that I was starting to feel my age, and then Sandra pointed out that Thanksgiving came as late as it possibly can, so the stretch between the two holidays is as short as it can possibly be. Last year we saw the opposite case, with a very early Thanksgiving, and a long run between the two. Oh, good. This means I'm not getting older. Or if I am, I'm not seeing the advancement of time-compression symptoms. Merry Christmas everyone! To paraphrase Luke, "Peace on Earth, good will to mankind," or to quote George Carlin, "Be excellent to each other."