Hey everyone, Santa here. Remember me? I’m the stout guy with the big beard and dapper red suit. If you can get away from your Zoom calls and COVID concerns for just four minutes, I want to give you a seasonal update. You think you have problems, let me clue you into things at the North Pole. Things are not great up here. How about keeping 300 elves in social distancing mode? Their perpetual diet of cookies leaves crumbs everywhere and every time they rummage around inside the cookie jar it makes me wince. No hand sanitizer, no plastic gloves, just bare-handed grabs; there is no telling where Sneezy’s filthy little paws have been. Mrs. Claus is on the warpath too. These elves seem to be eating toilet paper. Her snide comments about the world-wide shortage of toilet paper are anything but festive. Top that off with tens of thousands of kids sending me handwritten cards and letters. Exactly when did they stop teaching handwriting in the first grade? Nowadays, your jolly