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The Christmas tree came down this weekend, as it does every January 6th. Jan 6th is known as Epiphany. Apparently this was the day that the three wise men made their visit to an inn’s stable so many years ago, and came to the realization that things were not going to be quite the same from here on in.

A pretty good definition of epiphany from dictionary.com is:

A comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization: “I experienced an epiphany, a spiritual flash that would change the way I viewed myself”

Usually, real epiphany is followed by another of my favourite words, vicissitude:

One of the sudden or unexpected changes or shifts often encountered in one’s life, activities, or surroundings.

The trick in life is that when an epiphany strikes you and knocks you into a vicissitude, you gotta have the presence of mind to steer out of the skid without too much intense shakeup.

That reminds me, my ABS brakes make a rattling noise when I hit ice. Gotta investigate that.

Now how the hell did I get from there to here? It’s like word association football!