Well, kids, as it stands right now, it looks like I may not be able to get my 2006 archives back… unless someone out there knows a SQL Jedi Master.  If you do, please let me know.  I wouldn’t mind being complete and whole again. 

I actually thought Christmas was done pretty tastefully this year.  I wasn’t put off too much because people didn’t start playing Christmas music back at Labor Day, and I didn’t see (too many) Christmas decorations until mid-November.  Usually, I’d like to keep things to post-Thanksgiving, but I can understand people’s craving to start things a little early.  What I don’t understand is when people push to start the Christmas season early, then wait until the last-minute on Christmas Eve to do their Christmas shopping.  And I also don’t understand Bill O’Reidiotlly and his “War on Christmas.” Like there isn’t enough Christmas out there, you have to have more of it?  I thought Christmas was about goodwill towards men and all those warm and fuzzy feelings, yet he’s calling for a “war” and an abandonment on the freedom from religious persecution and proselytzing that this country was founded on.  No, Bill, I’m not one of your precious “Secular Progressives,” I’m Jewish — and while I recognize that I’m in the minority in this country, it’s still a little presumptuous and high-and-mighty to assume that everyone celebrates Christmas and to shove it down everyone’s throat. 

Sorry.  I had very disjointed and disturbing dreams last night.  I’m still a little out of it.  And I’m still a little perturbed by the fact that I signed back up for the Hell That Is JDate (albeit with a gift card I got from one of my workplaces, so it’s not like I’m paying for the masochism this time) and that I’ve been checking like once every half-hour to see if anyone’s read the e-mails I sent out.  I’ve already gotten back one “thanks, but I don’t think we’d make a good match” note, which I’m okay with, because at least she took the time to write back.  What chaps my hide is when I take the time to write someone and I see they’ve read my e-mail, but I never hear back from them.  Hey, I took the time to craft an original, partially creative and partially stupid e-mail to them, why can’t they at least respond back to say “thanks but no thanks” instead of leaving me in limbo?  The masochism rolls on.

Yeah.  So I’m going to go back to playing the twisted Christmas songs I have in my iTunes (because when else am I going to listen to them?) and start getting ready for my Merry Day the Jews Take Over activities.  Hope everyone out there has a Merry Christmas ‘n’ stuff.