He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…

Really, how creepy is that notion?
I love Christmas, I really do. But as a child, the voyeuristic aspect of Saint Nick perturbed me a little. I’d always sit and think, “Is Santa watching me tinkle? Wouldn’t that make him naughty–a pedophile, even–and therefore a hypocrite?” Obviously, my soliloquies would’ve been worded a bit differently when [...]