I'm Nicky. I moved from Chicago, where I was born and raised, to Seattle, where I am lost and dazed. This is my attempt at piecing together "adulthood" and the childhood I left behind.
THE SANTA CLAUSE: In putting on the suit and entering the sleigh, the wearer waives any and all right to any previous identity, real or implied, an fully accepts the duties and responsibilities of Santa Claus, in perpetuity to which some time the wearer becomes unable to do so, by either accident or design.
confession: I did not get the pun on Claus for an embarrassing number of years. One Christmas, it just hit me and I was like “omg it’s Clause not Claus because there’s a clause for being Santa!” and my mom was like
I mean, who DIDN’T think it really was “A Rose Suchak Ladder” because really, come on.