was just thinking this month is like a downhill ski run, the days don't slow even for moguls, from decorating to mailing off Christmas presents and cards to making the house the ultimate of jolly to basking on the sofa at night in the dark and simply staring at the Christmas tree, all lights and colored-ball garlands, not to mention all the piles of presents stacked up.

Yes' I know' the year 2025 is winding down faster than my former ancient Timex that finally begged me to set it free into the Timeless universe. Now my wrist supports an iWatch or Apple Watch if you want to get persnickety and yes' I’d kill for it' it’s my phone' my workout' my direct connection to aliens on Alpha Centauri' it does everything but make mousse.

It's the middle of the month and if you haven't got your skeletons and pumpkins and black witch hats out then you're going to get a visit (or several) from the Halloween Minions who, I'm told, really enjoy scaring the crap out of you when you least expect it, if you deserve it. Go get with it, people.