I don't mean to be cruel.
But.
On another note:
Do you know what's not so fun for me?
Slideshows of other people's holidays, which is when lunch at the bar ex-boss' devolved and I escaped and climbed her orange tree and picked flowers for my bike instead.
I rode to Montecito and past five weddings: so much optimism when all relationships are temporary.
I rode to sushi and had a bottle of sake with Mark Twain.
Now I'm leaving to ride up the shoreline for dessert.
And ice cream.