Getting ready for the holiday season!

Not much is happening these days. I slept for 9 hours last night, which is very unusual for me. I usually get around 5 hours. I woke up from a dream where a man who looked vaguely like Santa was singing loudly, and off key, in a broken rhythm, “Plop plop, fizz fizz, I’m coming to town!” I’m tempted to write a completely discordant and chaotic poem mixing old sayings and catchy jingles, but I’m guessing, like ‘The Illusionists’ it sounds a lot better in my head than it will look on paper.