By Steve Otto
This is one of the worst Christmases I've ever had. When I
woke up on Christmas morning I realized how alone I really am. Things got
better as the day wore on. This is my first Christmas without
The only gift I got was from my brother Terry who lives in Sandy Oregon. It was dried fish. The only gift I gave was a copy of Fear and Loathing in Los Vegas by Hunter S Thompson to a woman, Cheri, who I dated on Christmas Eve. The evening before Christmas was way better Christmas Day.
It's been a crappy year so maybe next year will be better. I wanna say it can't be any worse, but that just isn't true.
These are the only Christmas songs I haven't posted here, this year:
And for some reason I never got around to posting this one: