Morning all:

I guess its for real and there is no stopping it now. The Holiday season train is picking up speed as it heads for the station. I love these times. My morning has started using a gift I just received from a supplier. It’s a mug where a little beach scene appears as the hot coffee warms the ceramic. One difficulty, if I drink the coffee the scene disappears, if I don’t it also disappears as the coffee cools.

Now that the visits and parties are in full swing be sure to make the most of them. People such as myself tend to get a bit worried about the exercise and eating thing. So, for the next couple of weeks live using a motto one of my friends shared:

“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving

safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in

sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, totally worn out and

screaming “WOO HOO what a ride!”

Last Sunday we did it different and had our work Christmas Party at the Zoo. What a difference from when I started as employee number eleven. This year, just counting the kids, there were forty-one, and almost one hundred in total. I enjoyed the family focus. The Zoo has an annual Festival of Lights where they claim that two-and-a-half million lights light up the park. Since a small narrow track train rolls around the grounds, it became the perfect vehicle to drink it all in.

The city fathers have become true “grinches”. Blind, and visionless ones at that. It was announced that in the near future we would be watched over by traffic light cameras. All the studies show that these cameras have little or nothing to do with safety but everything to do with money generation. Now it’s gotten even more ridiculous. I spotted, already active, an additional camera which is pointing from across town directly at the University area with the sole purpose to spy on “Hazing” – they even show the current level of any hazing. Now, hazing has been occurring for eons as part of the fraternal life – except at Calvin College. So why spy on, and single out, this activity? Do they really think they’ll prevent it? Give me a break!

Finally our little Citroën Deux Chevaux is street legal. The 2CV known as “ het lelijke Eendje” (the ugly duckling) in Holland and just “The Duck” in England has now received its own pair of officially sanctioned vanity plates.

Have a great week, and don’t go too crazy with Christmas preparations. Remember the true meaning of the season!

Cheers,

Dirk

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