(I think his technique is a little aggro, however—throwing those elbows around in some of the pits I’ve been in would have earned St. Nick a punch in the back of the neck.) Substitute a little S.O.D. for the supplied soundtrack, and you’ve got yourself a whole bootful of Christmas cheer!

As you may have read elsewhere, Jen’s Mom is fading pretty quickly—the feeling in her legs is gone and she’s now on heavier meds (the stuff Rush Limbaugh was addicted to), which means Christmas is definitely not at our house, and we’re most likely going to have a very subdued holiday.

Kick Myself Dept. Two points down in the karma category this morning, and it’s not even eleven o’clock. Sorry, friends.

Printer Update. After some consultation with the generous Kristen last night, I’ve decided against the Epson printer for a couple of reasons:

• The printer is $400, and the prepress RIP for CMYK files is another $500. Booting into OS9 to print an EPS file from Quark every five minutes does not appeal to either of us.
• The printer model is now discontinued by Epson, and probably due to be replaced with something new.
• Consumables are expensive, don’t last very long, and aren’t UV-safe.