Jesse sent me an e-mail:
The house next door has a semi-substantial Christmas display. lots of lights, 4 or 5 inflatable what-have-you’s. however, during the daytime they power it down because no one is around… well, not exactly NO one. I’M still here to see santa’s village laid waste on a daily basis, and frankly i’m amused. there are no glimmering lights and plenty of corpses. it looks like someone came through with an automatic rifle and went postal on the north pole. Santa face down in the snow, frosty looking like he just saw a 100F day. i don’t actually get to see them go down, i just bear witness to the piles of despair. it’s even better on a windy day when they writhe in agony…
