A postcard
As this post goes live, I'm most likely lying on the beach, singing about piña colada's or something.
Holidays are awesome.
So is automated post scheduling!
I can look semi-productive even when I'm sunning myself.
Thanks to modern technology, here's a picture of me catching some holiday rays. Ok... it's not really me, but I find it amusing. If you don't find this amusing, maybe check out nature's laxative, for holiday humor of a different kind.

I'll leave you know with an extract from Escape, also known as The Pina Colada Song, by Rupert Holmes. Why? Because I felt like it.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape."
Merry Christmas Y'all!
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happy holidays little fella!