Well, the holiday season is finally over and it was a good one for me. I neither gave nor received any Christmas presents, and I never once heard Aaron Neville sing "Silent Night" nor any version of "The Little Drummer Boy"--both of which make me break out in hives.
Juneau, notorious for rowdy behavior, survived a full-blue-moon New Year's Eve without any more than the usual amount of drunken stupidity. Alaska's capital is equally notorious for its bad food, but on New Year's Day I was served a reasonably priced steak cooked to perfection.
All is calm. All is bright. Happy New Year.
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