Dear Santa ...

Today was one of the longest ... in at work early to setup for a critical pitch to an existing client that has consumed weeks of our time; and then the 2.5 hour event. Man, I was buggered at the end of it - emotionally drained from talking and responding to many complex questions.

We'll hear success, or otherwise, this Thursday by the sounds of it. Technically, I think no one else can beat us, but we're up against 2 of the best agencies in NZ, and we know they will have very very impressive pitches. Sometimes unfortunately we humans just like the things that look good, instead of what is right ... so we'll see.

So I arrived home tonight drained, and blipless. No energy to even think about a photo and I considered skipping today ... but then the blip gods smiled on me and Adam showed me his letter to Santa that he wrote in class today. Made me all warm and smiley inside (and out). The perfect end to a long day ;-)
It reads ...

"Dear Santa
happy cristmas and how do you travel rond the erth so qukly. How do you diliver the presents so qukly? Do you mind giving me 50 buks and some gold.
love from Adam"

He's 6. Priceless.