Twas the Morning Before Christmas...

So, I'm not asking for sympathy here, but I was born--and did most of my growing up--without the benefit of television.  It was my parents spin on the Volstead Act, and about as effective ultimately.  All of this is to say that while I haven't seen all Seven of the Worst TV Christmas Specials, the Star Wars one is extra-special, which is--of course--why George Lucas denies its existence to this day.

In other news, punch is the drink of the year, apparently.  Recent articles in Saveur, New York Magazine, and the New York Times all offer great recipes--new and old--as well as a look at the history and current state of punches.   So, here's my take: make one!  They're a lot easier than they seem, and it's a great way to catch drinks when you're having a bunch of people over.  I've already made Tom & Jerrys (seriously though, omit the brandy if you want to drink more than one!) for a holiday party, and I think David Wondrich's Rum Punch might be my Christmas Day treat.  

Finally two quick ones:

The 20 Most Ridiculous Batman Comics Ever Released,

and...

good news for anyone born below the Mason-Dixon line...