Dec. 22, 2010
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I think that during the Christmas season, no matter what religious or cultural backgrounds we have, there is a universal belief that we all share: For their unpardonable sins, Alvin and the Chipmunks should be whipped at the high cross at dawn.

Last night I stayed up to watch the Lunar Eclipse on the Winter Solstice. I reenacted the ancient Druidic dance of hopping from one foot to the other while chanting the ancient Gaelic incantation of "cold cold cold cold...frrrrggg!...cooollld!...FFRRGG!!."