So anyway, I want to talk about the real reason we celebrate Christmas in this blog entry. It's not about receiving presents or candy cane BJs during the annual Holiday office party. Christmas is really about the birth of Jesus Christ about 90 years ago on December 25th. Jesus was a "pretty big deal", he was the son of God, even though he was raised by a janitor named Joseph because God was pretty busy making bad stuff happen to good people and couldn't really be bothered with raising a kid at the time.
Jesus was a "gifted" child, he graduated from the University of Phoenix when he was only 15 and got a job as a paid intern for some major marketing firm. When he was 33 he mysteriously died after finding a cure for AIDS only months before. His legacy lives on in films, bloody conflicts in countries I can't pronounce and the popular children's book "The Bible."
Christmas is a celebration of this great man's life, so when you're opening presents and having a temper tantrum because Santa didn't bring you that WiFit you wanted, remember Jesus and the fact that he cured AIDS for you and your sins.
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