* This Christmas I resurrected a persona—a one-time holiday staple—known among some O’Neill cronies and a few politicians as “Sardonic Santa.” This time it was to entertain special holiday visitors, including a certain smart-ass buddy from the Philadelphia days. I’ll spare most of the details about the material—from pop culture to back-in-the-day silliness to contemporary politics. There were more guffaws than mirthquakes.
But I will share something that Santa, who’s been around for ages, noted about getting older. It’s the “three stages of life.” First, you believe in Santa Claus. Second, you no longer believe in Santa Claus. Third, you are Santa Claus.
* “The Rowdies are … a kick in the grass.”–Still the best sports motto. It is a real grass-kicker.
* Signs of the times.
^Maternity clothes shop: “We are open on Labor Day.”
^Podiatrist’s window: “Time wounds all heels.”
^Veterinarian’s waiting room: “Be back in five minutes. Sit! Stay!”