|A bit of holiday cheer from the Blue-Eyed Idol-o'-millions, Mrs. Grimm's bouncing baby boy, Ben, the every-lovin' Thing! It's Christmas-clobberin' time!|
First, one of my traditions (though "traditions" might be overstating it) is to view and ponder upon this message sent to Earth from the crew of Apollo 8 on Christmas Eve, 1968. I continue to marvel at the notion of what they must have felt and experienced as the people to have traveled the farthest from home.
Second, here is one of my favorite Christmas songs, a fairly obscure number by Dada, with a twist on the pining of a lost love at Christmas. Christmas and melancholy: a potent combination.
And there you have it. Wherever and whoever you are, Merry Christmas.