Holidays

Another holiday season is upon us. Yay. With malls packed, streets clogged, and people milling about in front of stores for hours on end, you'd have to be living in cave on Mt. Everest not to realize the time of year. I'm not a big fan of holidays, especially Christmas. It irritates me when I just want to go buy an umbrella and have to spend half an hour waiting for some dude with a million shopping carts trying to shove everything into his trunk. Or when I just want to take my mother to the Oakley store in Santana Row to buy her a pair of sunglasses and get stuck waiting for the mass migration of people across a tiny side street. Well, now that it's all over, I'm going to avoid any kind of "watering hole" for the rest of the season. But I suppose this kind of mass congregation happens a lot. I'm sure it's the same for the animals who have to battle it out for a decomposing impala in sub-Saharan Africa. Lovely thought. Anyway, I have to figure out a place for dinner that doesn't involve headbutting someone to get a table.