I have no reason to believe that skipping will help anything, unless it's skipping the work weeks, in case, why not? Or at least skipping to the end of being on hold with the biofeedback appointment lady.

I noticed that the tree at the pain management clinic was almost 100% secular, save the angel at the top. It's probably not possible to put a star at the top and insist it's the sun and not the Star of Bethlehem. What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?

Also, if one were to be re-appropriating the Xmas tree for winter solstice purposes, how would one decorate for the summer solstice?

My holiday gift to the Buffistas is time manipulation. Everyone will have the ability to manipulate time to their own needs (slow it down, speed it up, do-overs, skips, etc.) with no backlash to anyone.

::throws glitter::

Happy Holidays!

What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?

I put a big, puffy bow on top of my tree.

What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?

A sombrero.

A frog would be kind of festive, as long as it was sparkly.

juliana, do you still have my cell? Call anytime you get stuck and lost in those 12 days, and Hec and I will seduce you with tales of good things to come, all the wonders to be found in your new neighborhood (the Afghan restaurant, the bookstores, the jazz clubs, the bar with working gaslights), the steampunk waltz parties and bubblegum-pop-with-fetishwear parties, playreadings, circus skills classes, deb's attention-hungry kittens, Bimbo's 365 Club with its resident mermaid... I know it will probably be 12 terrible days, but you'll be amply rewarded, cosseted, petted and cuddled and entertained for your courage in getting through them.

A sombrero.

A frog would be kind of festive, as long as it was sparkly.

You have a very individual approach to winter solstice.

Not that there's anything wrong with that...

What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?

A monkey in a fez. Especially cool if it was a real monkey that would periodically fling candy at passing children.

juliana, do you still have my cell? Call anytime you get stuck and lost in those 12 days, and Hec and I will seduce you with tales of good things to come, all the wonders to be found in your new neighborhood (the Afghan restaurant, the bookstores, the jazz clubs, the bar with working gaslights), the steampunk waltz parties and bubblegum-pop-with-fetishwear parties, playreadings, circus skills classes, deb's attention-hungry kittens, Bimbo's 365 Club with its resident mermaid... I know it will probably be 12 terrible days, but you'll be amply rewarded, cosseted, petted and cuddled and entertained for your courage in getting through them.

Yes. What she said.

Sadly the Jamaica Star headline "Man needs help finding new ass" doesn't live up to my initial expectations. Hella sad, though. And I love the fact he uses the word "sabotage."

the bar with working gaslights

Wow, where?