18.05.12
This is a respite piece from my upcoming book What I've Learned... So Far Part II: Angels, Chimps & Tater Mitts , due out in January 2012.
You comprehend, I'm willing to bet that there's some guy in your neighborhood whose roof is literally sagging under the weight of a behemoth Santa, a small herd of reindeer, and a life-sized nativity about — complete with "lowing" cattle, a couple of shepherds who look attractive nervous to be stapled to those roof shingles, a trio of really strung-out Magi, and a fiberglass Celestial Family with the infant Messiah lit up by a 450-watt halogen bulb stuck suitable up his manger.
The guy who owns this house is my personal hero — I dearest Christmas decorations !
Yes, I called them "Christmas" decorations, not "Holiday Decorations" or any other iniquitous secular nonsense. You see, I have a deep reverence for the collection of mostly Druid, Viking and Idolater traditions that today form the Hallmark® of this holiest of all seasons.
Source: AnnArbor.com