It's Christmas! Ah, Christmas, The Time When

Pondering Is A Little Like Considering And A Little Like Thinking, But Looser. To Ponder, One Must Let The Facts Roll Around The Rim Of The Mind's Roulette Wheel, Coming To Settle In Whichever Slot They Feed Pulled To.

The Medium Obscured The Message.

Perhaps There Is A Reason That There Is No Fool Piece On The Chessboard. What Action, A Fool? What Strategy, A Fool? What Use, A Fool? Ah, But A Fool Resides In A Deck Of Cards, A Joker, Sometimes Two. Of No Worth, Of Course. No Real Purpose. The Appearance Of A Trump, But None Of The Power: Simply An Instrument Of Chance. Only A Dealer May Give Value To The Joker.

She's Evil. Evil, Evil, Evil. I Want To See Her Naked.

If You Think Anyone Is Sane You Just Don’t Know Enough About Them. The Key — And This Is Very Relevant In Our Case — Is To Find Someone Whose Insanity Dovetails With Your Own.