I’m not sure I should brag about being one of those kids who got forgotten by their parents. The best part was that it was before children had cell phones, so you had to go to the office and try as quietly as you could to call your parents while the secretary eavesdrops. Oh man, good times. Good times.

Happy Holidays for those of you who are into that sort of thing. I’ve been eating my weight in cookies which is becoming increasingly difficult as that number rises.