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The Limp Santa

     Santa has had a tough Christmas season this year. He is now emaciated and limp as a noodle. Yet he still has the big night ahead of him. He has so many deliveries that UPS couldn't even help him. Yet he keeps a brave smile on his face. He landed here at the green retreat, hoping for a little peace and quiet. He said he just had to get away from those noisy elves. So he just hung about with me all day Saturday.
     The dude reads the blog, I guess, and he was a bit irritated with me for my earlier blog about Christmas. He did acknowledge that those retailers who doubled the price of toys for this time of year, would get a lump of coal in their stocking.
      I bought a game yesterday. It is called Green Lantern: Rise of the Manhunters. I haven't played it much but it seems a bit repetitive. It was on sale for 99 cents, so there wasn't much of a gamble. I'll get back to you if it is good. So far, you dodge aliens and blast them with green blasts from your ring. Then you dodge asteroids and throw up a force field in front of your face. If Thor goes on sale for the holiday, I expect to buy it too, because  I am into super heroes. Hey, in Green Lantern, you can grab an alien and swat him with a green baseball bat you create. The screen declares "Home Run!" Still, I wouldn't rush out to buy this game right now.
     Duty, and breakfast, calls. Adios.
I'm CE Wills.
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