I plan to say nothing of import in this post. I will not discuss world politics. I will not expound upon a great work of literature. I will not provide the details of my dinner plans. I will not complain about my job or wages or weight. I will not express jealousy or envy over some friend's success. I will not narrate a cute anecdote about my incredibly cute four-year-old son. I will not brag about my terribly talented ballerina daughter.
I will do none of these things.
Instead, Saint Marty will simply wish all of his disciples a blessed and peaceful night.
P.S. More pettiness and snark tomorrow.
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