Happy Holiday and Merry Christmas!
Here at the mansion we wish glad tidings and good cheer for everyone this coming New Year.
We're all stirring on this Christmas Day: Chef Machiavelli is busy cooking our goose with razzleberry dressing; Zombos Jr. is busy drowning his Sims--by removing the ladder from their swimming pool--so they can come back as ghosts; and I am busy watching The Twilight Zone's The Night of the Meek one more time, to be followed by The Howling Man. Not sure what Zombos and Zimba are doing, but she probably dragged him caroling along with her and her church group.
Oh, and before I forget, congratulations to Mike Segretto, who has won the first ever Zombos' Closet Christmas Contest.
A word to the wise to all the children of the twentieth century, whether their concern be pediatrics or geriatrics, whether they crawl on hands and knees and wear diapers or walk with a cane and comb their beards. There's a wondrous magic to Christmas and there's a special power reserved for little people. In short, there's nothing mightier than the meek. And a Merry Christmas, to one and all. (Night of the Meek)
Ditto for the 21st Century, too.












