Clark W. Griswold Lives in NJ

Rachael and I were despondent: it was December 23rd and yet it still didn't fell like Christmas. So we decided that we were going to try to do some Christmassey type things to get in that "Holiday Mood." We considered driving down to see the Christmas Lights that they put up every year at the Garden State Art Center...but the fact that we'd have to drive 45 minutes plus the fact that we'd have to pay $20 (and the fact that we're both lazy bastards) made us reconsider.