All right, all right. We have some serious blog neglect going on here, due mostly to the fact that I've been a big slug for the past week, and due to the fact that Jen and Paul are away from their computer screens. Hey, Melinda, Holly, Steve, Zack, Mike, and SEAN, YOU HO! Get your asses in gear.
Best story from Christmas Eve: We're sitting around the living room, the extended family and I, and my 86-year-old Aunt Mary begins talking about her bout with alcoholism. "My doctor made me an alcoholic," she said matter-of-factly. According to Aunt Mary, she went to the doctor during mid-life and complained of insomnia. "He told me, he said, 'Mary, every night before you go to bed, you have to drink a big, tall glass of brandy.' That worked for awhile, then I started drinking two or three big, tall glasses of brandy a night, and next thing I know, they're telling me I'm an alcoholic. What the hell did they know?"
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