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We ate all the candy bars, had all the turkey, and drank all the eggnog, and now we have to talk about starting over again!

Let’s take this from what you are reading right now. As soon as this is published, I am not sure that I really own this.

This is the last best-of lists for the stuff on the blog. This one features all of the op-ed pieces that we wrote.

Here is the second end of the year list that we made for stuff on this site. These are the short stories that we wrote.

I thought it would be nice to have an end of year list of stuff that this blog wrote. This is the poetry that we wrote this year.

“He wants to create some beach land here at the North Pole and needs to know how much they can give us.” “You’re kidding,” Fren responded.

Many writers, in many languages and cultures, have pondered the nature of character creation.

“Obviously, it isn’t,” I answered. “No. It is.” He said. “What? Get out of here!” “It is played on Christmas, so it is a Christmas movie.

We all love him. He gives us presents. He has a catchy song. He is always jolly. Oh, and he is also a cowboy. Did I mention that?

You can be bad and influence society. From the Devil to Hitler to The Joker, bad guys have an awful habit of changing our world.

Every time there is a significant point in Scrooge’s life, he is blamed for it, for no reason at all.

You know, I remember when I saw a billboard of me with a Coke back when they first started doing that.

“Gobble.” The Smallest looked over at its friend sitting by itself. “Gobble gobble gobble.” The Smallest said to the Elder.

The reason the family accepted Gina’s offering because her mother had passed away the past year

I had the unfortunate seating arrangement of being placed next to my older cousin, Gary, who I neither see much of nor talk to.

“So…. What’s up with the Devil? He’s such an asshole, right?”

People are assholes. They were before the virus. They were during it. They will be after it.

One uncle in the room comments, “They need better protection. The quarterback has no time.”

The reader, the bloodline to a writer’s success and the one who decides whether a writer eats or starves, can’t read every word.

We wrote stuff about certain stuff, and then we put that stuff on the blog. It is all very technical, and I am sure that you wouldn’t get.