In Subjunctive Mood on Christmas Day

I used to tell my students
that being wrong was OK ...
before the final exam.
You know: learn from mistakes
and get it right when it matters.
I myself have always been wrong,
setting a good example.

If I were wiser [subjunctive mood],
I would not have written a blog.
Sometimes blogging is a bit like
undressing in public,
exposing [indicative mood] 
my inner Geriatric Grammarian
and Smartypants Scientist
and Shameless Superjerk
and Passionate Poet
and Ephemeral Philosopher
and Climate Catastrophizer
and Gnosiologic Neologist.

Yes, I can remain Bloglessly Boring,
and greet friends like so...

Merry Christmas. Nice day for ducks.

But can you feel
the pull of The  Button
tugging us out of subjunctive sagacity
into audaciously assertive yesbuttery?
Just press The Button.

The Olden Days: Christmas 2016

Click.
 Welcome to The Basket Overflow. 
 It is 7°C on Christmas Day, 2023.  
 Nice day for ducks? Yes,               
 but too warm for polar bears.        
 How are we gonna fix this?            

Oops. Looks like I made another blog.

That was a mistake.
I hope this isn't the final exam.

Merry Christmas anyway.🎅