I saw Santa today. I know it was him because he was very fat and he had on his famous red jacket with white furry trim and a matching hat. He was driving down the street on a motorcycle. The motorcycle had a sidecar and I'm pretty sure that there was a stuffed teddy bear riding shotgun perched on a sack full of goodies. It was enough to make anyone doubt her sanity, and so I'm going to get some sleep and hope that in the morning, I've forgotten all abut it.