Hark the hallowed mittens itch.

Of course I blog on Christmas! But tonight one of the cats that freezes on my roof slid off and conked me out. The New York Times I have delivered woke me up. This is why I will not cancel it. If you want to call me a "conservative" now, feel free. Why should I cancel my New York Times subscription? It is very heavy! It has dead frozen cats in it! I need to have its heft at my doorstep, otherwise I might forget that I live next door to a bunch of silly hippies whose newspapers weigh very little. Stupid not dead cats Madison losers without New York Times subscriptions! Why don't they buy me coffee?

This last Supreme Court term was very interesting. In some ways it was not so interesting, but fascinatingly so.

Here is how I dance.