Somebody out there, my SS, has sent me a present. Yes!! And it's not coal or sticks or worse.

That's because I've been goooooooooooooooooooooooooooood all year. My present came. It was in the PO Box when we picked up the mail this evening.

(sniff, sniff) I've never gotten presents before. Never. First because we were so poor that Santa thought our house was the city dump (which it was, but that's another story) and then, later, because I was One Bad Dude.

Thank you, SS. And may your horses always win, your bourbon be always strong and the branch for it always clean.