The symbols of the season are out in full force here in Malibu. We've got our annual few days of bone-chilling morning cold (36! Are you kidding??), the joyous ka-ching of cash registers and, of course, religious displays. The nativity scene, lovely lifelike figures gathered in a manger, comes out of storage. (That the baby Jesus lies swaddled in the parking lot of a real estate office adds a modern layer of worship.) Each year winter winds come screaming down the canyon and send a member of the tableau flying. Each year someone stops his car and tenderly carries the statue back to its place. Chabad of Malibu does its part for Chanukah. A giant menorah stands on PCH, a new branch of it glowing for each of eight nights as the holiday progresses. In the Colony Plaza Shopping Center (how's that for a forgettable name?) on weekends, Santa and Chabad hang out in harmony. Kids line up to sit on the giant elf's red lap, all the while serenaded by someone playing Chanukah tunes on an electric piano. So come all ye faithful - we're celebrating here in Malibu.