Es schneit, Liebchen, kommt hinein...

The snow is falling silently in flakes a thousand-fold.

Taste bitter defeat, my enemy, The Summer! Today officially ushers in a world of freezing white and dead things. Damn the delusions of warmer days to come, and damn the thought of redemption from Winters icy grip! A thick veil of crystalline powder will suffocate the dreaded heat. Let it be long before it may return. Long live the reign of Winter, shallow be my name.

I doubt that words can stem its tide, but who would be so bold?

A project lay ahead of me of wood and iron and blood. If ever there were three things that screamed out "Christmas" with the fullest of convictions, these would be those things. I have only 20 days to complete my task, and if my calculations have been accurate, it should be more than enough time. The intended recipient will hopefully be as enthused in receivership as I am in crafting said device. Let it be known that I endorse this project with all that I am.

For Winter brings about a change for each of us in turn

There is a young Spanish woman working at the Sbarros in Springfield Mall. Her mouth is the size of a grapefruit at least. She reminds me greatly of the aliens from Sesame Street who repeat phrases such as "Yip, yip, yip, book, book, book" ad nauseum. I like the aliens, I dislike her. She is a bitch with a large mouth. May she meet a similar fate as the bass with equal traits. That is all.

And most of all for me, you see, for I have now emerged.

RiXmas will be held in the month of February. A more precise date is coming. Please be patient, I am trying to accomodate everyone in the long run....but mostly me, since it is my holiday. Tom, Michael, Rick & Seth will be invited in turn, and whomever they choose to invite is fine upon approval. Rick has spoken.