After the appalled derisions With which we watched The Decider’s decisions, At last this year we surface from the Sea of Fear Utterly playful again, like besotted otters; “Hoppy Holidays, as a frog might say,” I scribble daffily, Drunk sans liquor with glee,

                                            ask, andy goldsworthy

Ah, ahhh, we can tell stupid jokes again, verily.    more »