Braindump, a.k.a. On the stupidity of man.
Why is it that when I need sleep the most, I can't get it?
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In the light of this, I'd like to propose a revolutionary and somewhat controversial solution of this daunting problem of what to call this time of year. I call it the "Call it whatever you damn well please" policy. If you wish to say "Merry Christmas", the say "Merry Christmas". If you want to say "Happy Holidays", then do so. Hell, if you want to call it the "National Retailer's Nocturnal Emission month", go right ahead. There's nothing stopping you.
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I've tracked down the Onion article and the Christmas Party memos. They're both enjoyable reads, especially the last one from the Christmas memo
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In the light of this, I'd like to propose a revolutionary and somewhat controversial solution of this daunting problem of what to call this time of year. I call it the "Call it whatever you damn well please" policy. If you wish to say "Merry Christmas", the say "Merry Christmas". If you want to say "Happy Holidays", then do so. Hell, if you want to call it the "National Retailer's Nocturnal Emission month", go right ahead. There's nothing stopping you.
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I've tracked down the Onion article and the Christmas Party memos. They're both enjoyable reads, especially the last one from the Christmas memo