Hey, Trapees, I am headed out of town for the holiday season, and will not return until, oh, say, hmmmmm. Okay fine. December 30. THAT is when you can expect me again. So, Happy Holidays.
I shall be on a beach in Mexico, and I shall BE thinking of each of every one of you. Okay, well maybe. Really, give me enough TEQUILA and I will be saying I LOVE YOU MAN to each and every one of you.
But my wish, to each and every one of you, Mormon, non-Mormon, jack-Mormon, or ex-Mormon, is this:
Love. Peace. Time with loved ones without rancor.
You are all the best. Happy Holidays. You keep me solid.