Santa Spud, aka Mr. Potato Head, had his left arm kidnapped overnight. The perp covered the arm hole with a bandage (which matches his potato-skin-tone quite well), and during the course of the day, someone (perhaps the perp, perhaps just a good Samaritan) also covered the nose hole with a bandage. Ironically, they chose a skull-and-crossbone bandage, which pointed to one coworker who claims no involvement in the smuggling of potato parts.

I'm taking Friday off to tend to some Christmas creativity and a few errands, but have a cub reporter in the office who has promised me a photo of what I'm sure will be a less dressed Santa Spud tomorrow.

P.S. Funny story. I was working late and heard a noise outside my door and I popped up to see if someone was pilfering another appendage. Two coworkers were retrieving documents from the printer, and one of them said I "popped out of my chair like a Whac-A-Mole." I'm still laughing at his perfect description of my reaction.