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December 27, 2005
Christmas without the Shaman: Year Two
This was the second Christmas my family spent without my degenerate ex-brother-in-law. (That’s not entirely accurate; obviously, we spent many Christmases without him before he and my sister met, but that’s pretty obvious. Frankly, I shouldn’t have to clarify things like this, but then again, I know who some of my readers are, so better safe than sorry!) 
I don’t know about you, but I pray that nobody in Lansing, Michigan needs a skilled Emergency Room doctor during the holidays. If the Shaman happens to be working when people need a good doctor, there’s no doubt a very good chance that some people will receive absolutely horrendous medical treatment. At least we can all take comfort in the fact that he’s not going to be a surgeon anymore! That ought to save a few hundred thousand lives. Seriously, I know I sound hard on this guy, but you ought to listen to some of his voicemails. Without fail, he continually sounds like a candidate for a mental poverty program.
