This woman seemed to have some serious Christmas spirit.
She set an example for all of us!
They set it up inside the Performing Arts Center. I wonder who cleans the windows?
Here's Santa checkin' out one of his helpers.
On my way over to the PAC, a student told me, "You just missed it; the cops just arrested Santa."
"Yeah?" I said. Then I saw a police car zooming around to the back of the PAC. I guess Santa was getting a special sleigh ride.
On my way over to the PAC, a student told me, "You just missed it; the cops just arrested Santa."
"Yeah?" I said. Then I saw a police car zooming around to the back of the PAC. I guess Santa was getting a special sleigh ride.
The gathering as seen from atop the stairwell. It was still early: eventually every seat was taken.
No, really. It appeared to be a big hit. I even spotted Raghu.
That dang Santa has all the luck.
I think they were telling me to stop taking pictures, for Chrissake. "Siddown and have some chow, Camera Boy!"
Diane was saying something snarky fer sher. (You can see that.) But I just pointed to my ears and walked off before they started throwing food.
Nice gesture, but they were in a lonely, empty room off to the side.
You can see Glenn trying to make contact with a distant human being.
You can see Glenn trying to make contact with a distant human being.
Gwen said hello to the cute kid while Santa and Glenn (I think) did that Pink Floyd burning man trick.
It was very dramatic and popular, a new tradition, I'm sure.
There's Santa again, trollin' for babes. Some people were giving me the stink-eye.
I coulda used some sleep.
Sorry, Glenn, about the grimy hand. I've gotta start packin' handkerchiefs.
Dan seemed pleased about the whole business.
Glenn, Santa, Dave. A power trio, shooting out positive vibes.
Spotted this reindeer. As you know, both sexes sport large branching antlers. Don't wanna piss off a reindeer, nope. I'm Canadian, you know. Helped my dad shoot a moose once. Now I'm a vegetarian.
The last Pink Floyd album I bought. My bro Ray and I would put this song on the stereo and listen without comment, in silence. (Ray knew when to say nothing.) It seemed to be the background of our lives for a little while. Afterward, the band never seemed interesting to me anymore. Too successful for their own good, I think. But the memory remains. —RB