Merry Christmas to all. God's blessings on you and your families. Keep our soldiers in Afghanistan and Iraq in your thoughts and prayers this season.
On a less serious note, El Jefe will be blogging unpredictably over the next several days. Before departing the Imperial Palace for his smaller, more intimate Schloss in the country (simple, and homelike, sort of like Versailles), El Jefe, will attend a special full-dress review of his elite security detachment, the Wiseguys: and take the salute of his thousands on thousands of elite Goombas as they parade by, carrying their vintage Chicago Pianos, wearing their Al Capone outfits, and fanatically cheering their beloved Boss of Bosses.
After the parade, and an exchange of telephone greetings with Bush, Putin, whoever is Prime Minister of Italy this week, all the Great and Good, and all the other Dons in their territories, and a huge multi-course meal with LOTS of several different types of wine; El Jefe, the Heir, SWMBO, his mistresses, the archbishops, the mullahs, various hangers-on, the taste-testers, the heads of El Jefe's major government departments: (Off-Track Betting, Wine Drinking, Knick-Knack Collecting, Take-Out Chinese food and Brandy Snifting), the diplomatic corps and everybody and everything including Bugs Bunny and Aunt Sally, will cruise off to enjoy the holidays.