Last night at Fred Meyer I stood in the checkout line behind a young couple. He was sporting the most awesome jewfro I'd ever seen, and I couldn't help thinking of Bob Ross. She had a bag of groceries that included a felt hat in the form of a smiling Christmas tree.
"A bit early for this, isn't it?" the checker inquired.
The woman smiled. "Nope. He's going to be Bob Ross - and I'm going to be the Happy Little Tree!"