Writing Boots

Warning: yet another personal post

I realize my posts have been five-to-0ne personal-to-professional these days, but so has my life.

I have, however, tried at least to stick with communication as a theme (communication being a theme that stretches to fit).

But really, this post is nothing more than a proud and happy Dad thinking the whole friggin’ world wants to see his goofy daughter sing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.

I wouldn’t watch it if I were you. Seriously.

Merry Christmas, everybody, and Happy Chanukah too. Happy New Year’s, we’ll have to think more about.

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So I'm trying to execute a changing-of-the-guard in Ohio and blast through an oncoming snowstorm to get back to Chicago tomorrow.

I should arrive just in time to make Scout's holiday show at school.

I told Dad she's going to see me for the first time in two weeks from the stage.

"Christ," said the old adman. "Sounds like a damned TV commercial."

From the "Sound Off" section in today's Middletown Journal: