Yes, it is the day that kindly old Saint Nicholas fills the footware of good little girls and boys with treats [or his assistants beat the evil out of bad children, depending on the local customs – they didn’t just leave the sticks, in some places they use them.] Don’t forget the carrot if he rides a horse in your area.
He is the patron saint of Russian merchants and pawnbrokers.
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Back in 1984, I bought myself (not really for Christmas, but in December, for tax reasons) my very first PC for my business. When people asked, I told them I had been a bad little boy, and Santa had brought me a whole box full of switches… <gdrvvf />
Lotus 123 was the only reason to buy one back in ’84. It took a while for PCs to become useful. You would have to have been on the top of the “Naughty” list to get an original PC stuffed in your stocking.