Christmas. Again.

Casey's not a millionaire. Again.

We haven't been saying much lately, because there's not much to be said. However, this milestone is worth commemorating every year.

And that's the way it is here by the beach where it's 72 degrees and sunny, with not a sign of snow, unlike the scene at the former Serin Residence. (Courtesy of our good friend WeWantTheFunk.)

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It's Christmas!

Casey is not a millionaire.

Again.

And we are.

Again.

And that's the way things are at FalseCasey HQ, where we're comfy and cozy while Casey contemplates homelessnes and living in a van.

Wrapping up for the year

We just finished off the last client job for this calendar year and will be taking a break. However, unlike certain valet-parker entrepreneurs in Sacramento, we expect to be back after the first of the year.

Casey, of course, has decided to quit his valet-parking job, in order to travel the world, work and live free in a bunch of "eco-villages" he believes exist and are waiting for him, and of course blog about it. He has no idea what he's in for if he actually decides to live on one of those organic farms around the world. First, he'll find it's hardly free to get there, the accommodations are probably not up to his standard (isn't this the guy who whined that his first hostel in Sydney wasn't good enough because he needed a private room?) the work is hard and lasts much of the day, and there's no internet, if there's even any electricity.

We can't wait to hear about it.

But for now, we're happy to note that Christmas on the west coast will start in just over two days, and Casey once again appears to be nowhere close to being a millionaire.

And that's the way things are at the FalseCasey HQ, where we've cashed the last check, opened a good bottle, and are relaxing for a change.