It's Open Season!

It would be fun if was just the newly released animated movie.

But reality bites.

So for me and some who have to survive the next wave of restructuring, these uncertain times seem to be more prevalent when the last man or I would prefer to call him "The Main Man" left in a huff, there is no shelter to block this subsidiary against the event.

We call him our "mountain." With his last day end of November, this patch of flat-land is declared "Open Season!"

Use of any kind of weapon to hunt and kill is permitted. A bazooka would be too gross... with all those scattered body parts and gore, but a professionally used rifle with a silencer attached at the end is more game. Sleek even.

Quick death is best. The waiting is more painful than death itself. Maybe, I do not know. Never experience death before so would be an eventful experience at many levels.

Survived this long. Survived the end of November unscathed. Now December... Ti's the season of giving... an envelope and singing "Should all acquaintance be forewarned..." songs. Sigh. The facts of life.

One thing is for sure... as one Star blogger puts it, a "big collapse is coming and we'll all be starting over again" which I agree. Life will find a way.

Where there is a will, there is a way. Never loose hope!