My spouse and I were taking public transit to go see Billy Crystal's 700 Sunday's last night. When, out on the street there arose such a clatter, slightly over 40 Santas - and one Hanukkah Claus (in blue suit, shall and yarmulka too boot) - jumped on our train.
When queried, they were reluctant to say, what's up with all the folks in red suits? One offered a explanation, "It's Christmas," and another offered me a shot. What's in that flask I ask, Santa says, "Whiskey, Of Course!" And another rendition of Jingle Bells shook our train on down the track.
Turns out, these Santa shenanigans happened all about the globe on the same eve. Nothing like a little bit of Santarchy to get you in the Holiday Spirit.
Blog on all, blog on. Oh, and HO, HO, HO - Truth is more entertaining than fiction, if not stranger than most.