Well, dang, it’s been a long time since I wrote here. The Day Job is getting busy and I’ve been running around, just like everybody else, getting ready for Christmas.
However the house is not decorated with one candy cane, stocking or iota of tinsel.
And this is why Hector is sad.
Here is Hector
Hector is a big, furry hand puppet given to me by my best friend, Zan, when I left the East Coast for the Wild West. Hector sat on the front seat of our station wagon, between my mother and I, on our journey to Cali. Ever after, his chief function became as our tree topper at Christmas. Anybody can have a feathery winged angel or shiny star. We have Hector and his Evergreen Enema.
But without a tree this year, Hector is sad.
Think good thoughts for Hector. Maybe he’ll get a tree after all. It’s all the poor little guy wants *sniff*.
C’est la vie!