In the light, George dwells, when he isn’t monumenting in Washington or handing out fliers in Dupont Circle:

The weather outside is… let’s just not speak of it.  Let’s warm up with a few of these black and white beauties:

Remember, remember what it was like just to go outside wearing a t-shirt?  Yeah, me neither:

One day it is Halloween, the next Thanksgiving and then suddenly it is Christmas.  And now it is over.  Everyone is sad, even Santa Cow:

I look at food magazines and their food porn and I think “I could do that.”  Well, maybe I can:

They look nice and I think George might want some.  He sure looks pissy in this photo and I bet it is just hunger:

At least I hope so:

OK, fine.  I will post a photo that is so Christmas, your eyes will hurt from its Christmas-ness: