Bring on 2012
As I write, it’s the day after a pretty good Christmas. Among the scraps of ribbon, the bits of confetti, the sounds of new toys (and the feline enjoyment of the first two and the boxes the third came in), my eye is inexorably drawn to the next holiday. My eye is also drawn to the remnants scattered across the lovely tray of cookies I received, but we’ll ignore that. As hard as we can.