Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Dear Madame Zoltar
Of course, our delectable Green Bay Packers stuffed it down the throats of the Oakland Raiders last Sunday. Thank you, gentlemen. This Sunday, December 27. our Packers travel to Arizona to take on the Arizona Cardinals at 3:25 PM. I'll be honest: I didn't know that such a team exists. I've been in Arizona. It's hot and dry. I didn't know that Cardinals prefer that climate, especially since I've seen so many over the years in Wisconsin. In any case, whoever they are, may the Green Bay Packers throttle them to within an inch of their putrid lives.
The standings of the Irregular Football League are at the right. We're already into our final week and games. My Screaming Psychics have a chance at 3rd place, as do Mr. Hale-bopp's Half-Astrophysicists. Playing in our version of the Super Bowl are The Mighty Bears and the Racine Irregulars. I'm not taking sides on this one because I love them both. Who will win?
For Christmas this year, Señor Zanza and Junior hare selected a run down house in our neighborhood owned by a "little old lady" who is the sole owner and occupant. She certainly can't do the house repairs herself, and her sole source of income is Social Security. She can't afford to hire others to do the repair work for her. Señor Zanza and Junior have chosen this project in order to demonstrate the meaning of Jesus' preaching. God bless them all.
Personally, I've been giving free readings for an hour or so each day. People are still unsure about our economy and our role in international natters. Those who can afford it, will have a happy holiday for sure. The rest of us can only look on in silence. That doesn't mean we don't have a Merry Christmas. We just have to be more creative, and that's half the fun.
Here's a seasonal treat:
I wish you and your families the most blessed of holidays. Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog. I love you all, even the stinkers downtown.
The true meaning of Christmas? Just watch the cartoon above, or contact firstname.lastname@example.org
May the love of the season mush all over you and yours. If you're driving, drive carefully. Leave plenty of time early. May our children come to grow in the light Christmas. May we learn from the love of the holidays.