a friday treat

It's the freaking holiday season. To celebrate, you and your credit card plan to spend the weekend developing headaches from the blaring of Christmas carols in stores hawking crap. Work is the pits. You have to go to yet another yankee swap. The public-radio station is doing another fund drive. You think you might lose it before Santa arrives.

Stop. I offer you this dose of goodness. I dare you. Go ahead, poke around, no one will think less of you for it.