Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk doing that thing that you do for that company where you do it, and you are horrified to learn that Christmas has already arrived in the commercial portions of this nation. You know this, because yesterday, when you went to the Kohls to purchase the dinner set for your niece — the one who married the feckless “artist” (ha!) and as the consequence must live in benighted squalor in the airy loft downtown, near the coffee shops and cultural venues — not only was your favorite discount department…