I stayed up late Monday night, watching the social upheaval in Ferguson. Personally, I was aghast over the court’s decision. No, not the indictment. I refuse to ponder that legal malarkey. I was aghast over the hideous timing announcing the decision, so close to Black Friday. Hell, rioters were running out of their houses clutching their Christmas gift lists. Grandmas be yelling, “Don’t forget the turkey! … I swear, if he comes back with five cases of plastic straws like last time …”

Speaking of seasonal gift acquisitions, the rest of the year is a tad tough on me.