Something! Something! I Say.
By Caitlin Hawke
If this picture tells a story, clearly the Norad Santa Tracker doesn't get an underground signal when the poor guy is forced to straphang like the rest of us.
Readers, whether you are flipping latkes tonight on the first evening of the festival of lights, or trimming your tree, or airing grievances and showing off your mighty strength around the festivus pole, here's to a fine farewell to the Year That Will Not Soon Be Forgotten.
To sing us out, below I am enlisting Manhattan's own "Maccabeats." They never get old.
Enjoy! And make sure to scroll down for a "hidden track" -- a gift from me to you for being there.
Lots more blog to come.... Thanks for reading.
Hear that 2017? I am looking at you.