Yachi and I had a great Christmas where we did not even leave the house. I setup the camera on a timer to take photos of us opening presents in the morning which made Yachi realize what a dork she had married and how traumatized our children will be by my dorkiness.
"The notion that a radical is one who hates his country is naïve and usually idiotic. He is, more likely, one who likes his country more than the rest of us, and is thus more disturbed than the rest of us when he sees it debauched. He is not a bad citizen turning to crime; he is a good citizen driven to despair." - H. L. Mencken
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