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What we have here is, Texan Dan last winter outside the Four Seasons with some chestnuts-roasting-on-an-open-fire ladies.

My favorite Toni Braxton video of her singing this song was pulled from YouTube. I linked to it last year at this time, but this year you’ll have to just hum along and visualize Toni in a red turtleneck making even a Christmas song hot.

The holiday season started before the kids got home from trick-or-treating. The media’s incessant stories about retail forecasts and projected holiday sales have started. The cute little white lights went up in the trees on 5th Avenue this week. The time changed. It’s dark at 4:30 now and getting darker. I’ve already heard groups rehearsing their caroling in office conference rooms on their lunch breaks for a caroling competition that’s 6 weeks away. Frank at Foster has his shopping-days-left countdown well underway. Poinsettias will soon take over office buildings and “holiday” trees will pop up soon. Sixth Avenue will be backed up from the Pacific Place mall back to Spring Street, first during lunch hour and evening time, then just all day long, necessitating the presence of traffic cops at several intersections. Sidewalks will fill with shoppers doing their part to make this six week stretch greater in terms of dollars spent than the other 46 weeks of the year combined. Retail, retail, retail. The roads and parking lots fill with drivers who normally would not venture “downtown” and their driving style shows it. UPS hires thousands of temp workers as does the US Postal service. I deliver dainty little legal documents all year until the holidays when the wine, cookies, chocolate, smoked salmon, cheese balls, hard liquor and festive gift baskets come out. Holiday cards hand-signed by everyone in the office, oh, I’m all warm inside. thank you.

It’s not even Veteran’s Day yet but I was just anxious to link to Toni Braxton.

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Yes, I was commenting on the rapid advancement of Advent (for you Catholics out there) the other day. Clair and I were actively scoffing at the Christmas Carol Garvin GPS commercial. I believe Clair's reaction was 'You've got to be fucking kidding me!' And this was from the other room, she didn't even see the commercial, but the sound of the dreaded carol pierces ear, heart, and soul. I definately don't envy any of you elevator jockeys out there, I was usually ready to strangle anyone singing or whistling carols by Thanksgiving. Good luck.

Did I mention the Garvin commercial was aired over a week before Halloween? Next year Uncle Sam will be dressed as Santa for the 4th of July.

I seam to miss out on the Xmas gift action and my legal documents slow down a tad except for divorce and custody stuff and people ask me why I dislike the holidays

this is my favorite time of the year, blame it on my sunny disposition but nothing warms my heart more than thousands of people rushing around angry at trying to be happy with what their doing, and their attempts to one up Aunt Margette gifts from last year (and probably the year before too!). Ahhh the smell of teen spirit, greed and lust. hey mark remember what you said. BE!

christ, mark what did i tell you? the quickest way to toni braxtons heart is through intimate letters about how much you love that red turtleneck. mailed daily. chicks love that shit. maybe you could even spray it with old spice or whatever awesome cologne you wear.

what I hear you saying is, we're on the same page. 12 pack, football on TV for the sake of TV. it really is the most wonderful time...of the year

maybe way up there near the north pole, people just chill out for a while and business drops off. Maybe. We're way down here at like 48 degrees, you must be way up there at a few degrees off the pole. Maybe. Your swing in daylight hours is huge.

yeah. I am. You are. She is. We are. BE. I've got your BE right here. Have you been drinking? Last year Aunt Jesephene gave us way more than you're giving us this year.

you know how it is Mary. That red turtleneck is perhaps the hottest red turtleneck in the history of all history. And I appreciate your encouragement but I'll steer clear of that Travis Bickle shit. word.

The clients do chill out a little but I start reffering to the shopping areas as zones of death. Then there's that whole going to work in the dark then coming home in the dark thing.

So is it true Kirk that it gets old getting squirley on skinnies up there?

I went right to studs after the first snow (which only stuck around for two days) so the answer is yes.

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