Happy New Year!
At the moment, many bloggers are getting all reminiscent, reminding you of where they've been in 2009.
I could do that too, but I'm more interested in where I am now.
Which is in a (dis)Comfort Inn in Eerie, Pennsylvania, having finally talked my daughter to sleep in her bed, instead of on the floor.
You see, the chef in the Japanese cook-the-steak-at-the-table joint spent waaay too much time telling us about the time he stayed at a cheap hotel and didn't like the look of the sheets, so he slept on the floor. This convinced my daughter that she should sleep on the floor tonight. And this, of course, necessitated a conversation in which I finally succeeded in making the point that our hostelry, though modest, is at least adequately clean. And that people walk on that floor! And you don't know where it's been!
Good to know that after five years of blogging, I've developed enough rhetorical flourishes to be more convincing than a randomly-encountered loserish white guy who makes a living throwing pepper grinders around in a Japanese steak house in Eerie, Pennsylvania.
And now, for today's contest! Guess which popular Christmas song is illustrated by the following album covers and win a free Mamarazzi t-shirt!*
*(Second prize wins a quart of teriyaki sauce! Third prize can choose either a AAA Guide to Western Pennsylvania, or a brand-new Roach Motel.)