Happy Holidays

I always approach the prospect of driving south to Florida to visit the in-laws for Christmas with much moaning and gnashing of teeth.  But now that I’m here, I have to admit it could be a lot worse.

This afternoon I watched a rainstorm through the hibiscus and bougainvillea growing around the porch, while sipping whiskey and reading the second edition of the Rails book.  Then we had a huge dinner, and I capped off the evening by breaking in one of my gifts, a bottle of Laphroaig.

The neighbors here are very generous with their wi-fi.  Whether they know it or not.

All in all, I’m not complaining.

Happy Holidays, everyone.

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  1. I can’t read computer books unless I’m sitting in front of a computer. I just have no frame of reference and nothing sticks in my head. . .

    1. Less of a problem for me, but in this case I was reading it in PDF format on my laptop.

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