So I consider myself to be a New Age New Wave Buddhist Wiccan Neo-Pagan, and as such, I feel I should somehow commemorate the Solstices, because they were great big hairy deals in the old world, much like any big Holiday is today, an excuse for gifts and parties and overindulgence. At very least, a good long hard wank is called for. Maybe a little potion mixing. Maybe a little spell casting. Maybe a little magic, or even a little majik.
But most likely, I’ll just eat some ice cream and read my book until bedtime. Because that’s how I roll.