Christmas Fucking Spirit!

And a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you and all!  All year I was thinking of ways to get this blog back to some kind of normal routine beyond cat pictures and literary quotations.  Then again, I really like cat pictures and literary quotations so maybe change isn't required.

Work has been kind of miserable, actually, and I'm once again interviewing for new jobs.  My current gig started off really strong but the usual suspects (highly toxic management) spoiled the fun, or at least the sense of making a real contribution.

As for 2026 well, I'm thinking of moving.  Maryland is pleasant but (at the risk of sounding like an adult) the taxes are killing me, and I want to live near a beach.  I'm considering options south of Virginia but north of Georgia.  I want to get into bicycling again.  I want to revisit some writing I did when I was living in Bellingham taking care of my Dad, two years gone now.  I want to go out more but not to bars -- maybe a bicycle gang that roves around town hitting up used bookstores.

I'll spend Christmas Eve with my sister and her family and then Christmas Day -- maybe a hike, maybe a drive to one of the few remaining Civil War battlefields in my area that I haven't visited.

But wherever you find yourself, I hope you enjoy a few days with loved ones or by yourself -- who's counting?