Outside of ShopRite, Midnight Last Night

Because, hey: nothing says CHEER like a good "Cemetary" Piece!  (Or, for that matter, maybe even a Cemetery Piece.  Seriously, folks: 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.