hire a proofreader. Preferably me.) It's the perfect thing for when a re-gifted fruitcake isn't quite middle-finger enough.
Speaking of Christmas miracles, could it be that my not-so-smart phone actually managed to take a decent, in-focus, text-legible photo? Hallelujah! It's not enough to get me to renege on my stated intention to become a big old hypocrite and get an iPhone once this job stuff is settled, but still: credit where due.