Well, Merry for you perhaps. Here, it is 50 degrees with zero snow on the ground. While that is not normally the sort of thing I complain about, Christmas is the one day of the year on which I prefer a foot of fresh snow. So no snow and here in my house, the 5 of us are stricken with Influenza A. Like, no shit, we are all super sick. We have made two late night trips to the ER for a toddler with a fever of 105 degrees and 3 of the 5 of us have pink eye. Merry Christmas indeed.
Yes, I said "Christmas." All the Christ haters out there can get bent. ...It's what Jesus would want.
I do realize that the entire holiday is a bastardized attempt at giving new meaning to the pagan celebration of the Winter Solstice and is now nothing more than an excuse for us all to kill each other over the best prices on flat screen TV's and Walmart fat bikes while the fat cats sit back and get rich. But I prefer to think that those who still wish everyone a Merry "Christmas," are the ones who remember what the spirit of the holiday is.
So, while I was planning on being the only bike blogger who was putting out posts this week, it may be unlikely. Even as I type this, the only thing keeping me from passing out on my key board is copious amounts of pharmaceuticals and beer. So as of now, I am officially on vacation
Enjoy your family, your health, and the Holiday.
A very sick Jason.