Christmas card messages that my girlfriend won’t let me write.
I found this note, a draft blog post from December 9, 2009. I don’t recall thinking or writing these, nor quite where I was going with them. But I sure appreciate them, enhanced by the arbitrary awkwardness of time. Three cheers for long abandoned jokes.
“Dear gay friend: God doesn’t love you, because you’re a homosexual. But I love you, because you’re my friend. Merry Christmas!”