Mea Culpa.
My job does a holiday secret Santa thing. The co-worker I pulled asked that for her Christmas present, I make her some dinner. That's super because I'd rather cook than shop, any day of the week.
Unfortunately, I was involved in other things last night so I didn't take care of putting stuff together. Further complicating the matter, I accidentally set my alarm for PM rather than AM.
So rather than make a crappy blog (not to mention ignore my girlfriend), I'm just going to throw it up later. Sorry for the inconvenience.
To tide you over: Here's an article about a pre-pubescent bullfighter.
Here's a good look at the neighborhood.
And here's a little something about the superheroes of Seattle (whom I've mentioned previously).
I am rushing like this...

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