The Big Chill

Subzero morning (F), not windchill this time.  Steam plumes rising straight.  River frozen upstream of the bridges, a jumble of ice because that's still tidal water.

Chappy Chanukkah, to those of such persuasion.  Yeah, I know I'm late.  Wife hasn't bothered with the candles since the kids moved out.  It's more a children's festival than anything else, a minor celebration pumped up to compete with SolsticeMass.

To your scattered bodies go

Adding up all the malfunctioning bodies and brains on my Friends List, I have decided that if Someone actually designed this mess, there will be Rude Words spoken at any hypothetical Last Judgment.  Hope that Someone has professional liability insurance...

Ubiquity

Encountered the UPS guy on my afternoon walk.  Shortly afterward, spotted distinctive amazon.com boxes on four consecutive porches.

Yes, the everywhere dot-com has even penetrated the Great North Woods.