Hello, All You Lemmings!!

      I hope your all ready! The day is almost here. By the way, does anybody recognize the dude above? That's the the real S. C. He stopped over the other night to drop some stuff off, and to help put up the tree. Needless to say, he had a load on when he got here. It musta been a rough day at the mall. I had already finished the tree, and he was late. Again. He thought he'd help anyway, and tripped, knocking the whole tree down. I had to kick his drunk a** out and ask Mrs. Claus to pick him up. Don't get me wrong, he's a good dude and will always be my boy, but dudes a sloppy drunk. Now, he's gonna have to deal with his ol' lady. Serves you right, Claus!

     Anywhose, I gotta tell ya all that I can't wait for Christmas. For all the crap I gotta deal with leading up to it, I can't wait to revel in my family's happiness. Maybe I'm getting soft, or just a little old, but the fact that I have the two most wonderful girls in the world to enjoy every day with is the best gift any man can get. My girls are metal, baby!!

     For all you wackadoos out there, rock on and make sure you hook S.C. up when he stops by. Love your family, and be grateful they still love you.

     If not, I've instructed S.C. to forego the coal and have his crew drop a "special" present on your front stoop, and in your stocking.

          Happy Holidays and Metal for All,

                        Tim