The Monks Word
Words from Joseph M. Monks
DECEMBER 24, 2002
What the hell are you doing reading this? If you're wondering, yeah, this one's a canned column. I'm on the road, headed
towards my parents' place to spend Xmas with the folks, Pam, and my sister, brother-in-law and the nephews. So, here's
my advice to anybody wasting time reading this bare bones effort:
Go out, find some mistletoe, see if you can get a little action. Stop at the corner bar after work, raise a glass, and
throw around a few smiles...they're free, and you get an unlimited supply to use. Who cares if you do, or don't celebrate Christmas? Not everybody shares the same New Year, either, doesn't mean you wouldn't be on the receiving end of a hell of a good time hanging around in Times Square waiting for the ball to drop with half a million strangers. So go out, get in the spirit no matter what a shitty day you had, and wind down the last week of the year with the knowledge that next year will be better.
Especially if you're holding a winningt Powerball ticket!
Merry Christmas to all of you. From the whole gamg at the Chanting Monks compound, all our best for a happy, healthy, and safe Christmas and New Year's.
Did you get your toy donation in in time for the last minute pick up? If not, no worry. Some places will have programs running through the week. Make a few phone calls, see if there's something going on. And if you missed the chance for toys, it's still winter. Canned goods to the local food bank are always welcome. Takt the chance to make somebody else's holiday season a little merrier. Send me the receipt for the donation, I'll send you something cool for free. Happy holidays, folks...
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