A Spoof Of The Story “Twas The Night Before Christmas” With An Amateur/Ham Radio Twist; As Published By National Communications Magazine:
https://natcommag.substack.com/p/basic-ham-radio-twas-the-flight-before-christmas-2025
https://natcommag.substack.com/p/basic-ham-radio-twas-the-flight-before-christmas-2025
If you’ve been following this Blog for a while, you know that I don’t have any tolerance for Family Gatherings in the normal sense (or Get-Togethers), depending on which term you prefer to use.
I only have tolerance for socially abnormal Family Gatherings, such as those with my father’s family; where we don’t cook, eat at the table together, watch sporting events on Television together, and have the types of conversations people normally have during Family Gatherings. Instead, we have intellectual conversations; and we go out to eat at a Restaurant together.
I also do not care in the slightest that my father is from a family that is relatively small, and I also do not care in the slightest that everyone from my father’s family is twice or thrice my age because I have a preference for individuals who are significantly older than I am and individuals from previous generations, particularly individuals who were born prior to the year 1975.
Furthermore, I am indifferent to the fact that I associate with members of my father’s family who are significantly older than myself, or with others who are much older. If I am considered an old soul, spiritually and emotionally rooted in a different era, and if these traits are regarded as socially unconventional, I remain unaffected. Additionally, if these aspects of my personality cause certain individuals to become frightened to the extent that they wish to involve the Police or other Law Enforcement authorities.
Additionally, if these aspects of my personality induce such fear in certain individuals that they feel compelled to involve the Police or other Law Enforcement agencies; so be it. I will not permit the perspectives of individuals opposed to me, who will always and forever be rooted in the past, to dictate my life until the very moment of my passing and my transition to other celestial realms.
I have absolutely zero tolerance for both modern Golf, and modern NASCAR:

















