Happiness Is a Warm Gub

It's cold here in Santa Barbara--almost got down to freezing last night. And living here makes us wimpy. So I thought, "Why not heat this blog up?" So here's the season we used to call Christmas till secular sickos like me took your right to a mercantile-religo-fest away, plus Gene Krupa, go-go dancers (aka the world Famous Potani Sisters), Mexican wrestler masks, and surf music all in one neat straitjacketed bundle.