I usually shun traditions and try to mix things up, but every Christmas morning over the last 15+ years, I do the same thing. I wake-n-bake and re-read Auggie Wren's Christmas Story.
I know, I know... I barely posted anything on Tao in 2017 and when I do, it's a friggin' repeat! Yeah, I'm a lazy stoner who recycles content.
If this story sounds familiar... it's because I pimp it out every December 25th. By chance you are a fan of 90s indie cinema, then you've heard this monologue from the Brooklyn-centric film Smoke directed by Wayne Wang.
Happy Christmas to your consumer-addled family members!
