PC (who should be joining us shortly, I promise) says that I’m too cheery on 77 Santas. I’m too pleasant. I’m too smiley. Well, what can I say? The holidays just bring out the best in me. Even if you’re not religious, you have to respect the holiday. And there’s just something about the spirit that’s contagious. Today, I was at the gas station and Gayla Peevey was playing over the radio. How do you not smile at that? (I’ll tell you how—when you see the price of a gallon of gas. Hey-O!)
I think this weekend will have some goodies in store. So get ready. Plus I felt a little under the weather last night and missed yesterday. Which surely makes a failure. Like Santa would miss Christmas over a headache.
And a little video bonus from Johnny, 1977. Oh yeah, he's got some friends with him as well.