As if to emphasize that today was the shortest day of the year, it was also the foggiest around here. But barely cold enough to keep the fallen snow from melting, which was pleasant compared with the near zeros last week.
I'm scheming to put pork on the table this year for Christmas dinner. It comes highly recommended, after all.
Homer: Are you saying you're never going to eat any animal again? What about bacon?
Homer: Pork chops?
Lisa: Dad, those all come from the same animal.
Homer: Heh heh heh. Ooh, yeah, right, Lisa. A wonderful, magical animal.