It’s Christmas. I wanted to write something holly and jolly and fun. I really did. I love Christmas—everything about it.
But alas, I find myself beating the same old drum I’m always beating. Someone has to beat that drum. I can’t even imagine what would happen otherwise. Even the little drummer boy has nothing on me and my open meetings and public records drum.
Pa rum pum pum pum.
I couldn’t help it; I just love that song.
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