Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
In this crazy world, everything makes sense some of the time but nothing makes sense all of the time. So it's all about timing, right? Stay with me for the ridiculous, the sublime, the personal and always, the humorous. But be aware, it's nuts out there.