Friday, March 17, 2017
I have all kinds of holiday traditions. During Thanksgiving, I try to make it a point to watch the entire Star Wars OG Trilogy while I'm drunk on turkey and wine. On Christmas, the wife and make it a point to fit in as many holiday movies as we can in a 31 day period. Walk into our house at any point during the month of December, and you'll likely hear the dulcet tones of Bing Crosby dreaming of a white Christmas, or the sounds of machine gun fire from Nakatomi Plaza. Peek in our windows on Easter Sunday, and you'll find us searching the nooks and crannies for our Easter baskets. And if you looked in our windows the 40 days and nights of Lent, you'd find me curled up in the corner, rocking back and forth, and sucking my thumb.