From noon on Thanksgiving to midnight January 6… Christmas!!!
Ever notice the second verse of “O Come All Ye Faithful”? Like, in the full version of the song straight out of the hymnal?
God from God, light from light eternal
He abhors not the virgin’s womb.
…
LOL WUT?
I mean, I know there are like 500 different songs all telling the exact same story but…
LOL WUT?
That is one overused phrase.
“Oh, yeah, he’s tellin’ it like it is!”
Heh. Cute.
On NYRA and similar places, it’s a nice substitute for, well, actually saying something substantial.
Then I heard it during the ending of the Eurythmics’ version of “Winter Wonderland”.
I don’t know. Winder Wonderland doesn’t strike me as a “tell it like it is” moment.
So this snowman just comes to life once some magic hat gets put on his head. Pretty cool. He’s all happy and laughing and dancing around.
But then comes a day that is a bit warmer. Alive and ambulatory and sentient though he may be, he is still somehow made entirely of snow, and his very existence is threatened by the gradual rising of the mercury.
How does Frosty the Snowman cope with this inevitability?
So he said let’s run, let’s have some fun, before I melt away.
You’re going to die, and soon, so what do you do? Shrug it off and just keep having fun! Good advice.
So I was watching Charlie Brown’s Christmas last night and noticed something. What’s the “moral” to the story? The thing about Linus telling about Jesus and all. Perhaps. My dad sure likes to talk about how great it is that it focuses on Jesus like that, taking the time to go into another ignorant diatribe about how “the Jews are making it illegal to mention Jesus!”.
But the story continued after Linus’s soliloquy. Charlie Brown was now smiling as he took the tree out of the auditorium, and then came the real moral to the story, one that rings true for a lot of people during the holiday season. When he said this line: “I’m not going to let all this commercialism ruin MY Christmas!”
Continue reading “The Little Tree”
So just a bit ago I was at the post office to stamp and send the first batch of NYRA’s holiday cards (yay!). Needed to buy a buttload of stamps first so I went to this service machine since I couldn’t use the regular stamp vending machine since I had no cash and had to use my debit card.
Went to the machine, swiped card, ordered five books of stamps, etc. Then it was waiting to dispense the stamps. Then it had a message on the screen.
“I’m dispensing your stamps. Please wait.”
…
I don’t like the sound of that “I’m”. Do you know what this means? We have machines in our post offices that are self-aware.
Where shall it go from here? :scared:
Sigh. Christmas is over. 🙁
Well, after tonight anyway. Epiphany has come, the Three Wise Men have given their gifts, and now the celebration has come to a close. Well, not in our house, since we decided to leave the decorations up until Grandma gets back from the hospital. Yeah, she’s back in the hospital. It might be a while. Might still be Christmas around here past Easter, heh. Well, I hope not. We want her out sooner.
But for the most part anyway, time to take down decorations. Take those lights off my window. Already took down the garland and little red tree that I had up at work. That made me sad. Now my desk area is all bland and non-festive. Sigh. 🙁
And, of course, take down my little lights right here under my posts.
Until November 27, 2008.
Now for a gravelly voiced, new year edition of…
SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!
Will people quit complaining about Dick Clark still appearing on the New Year’s Rockin’ Eve thing? I’ve heard several different people who keep whining that “oh no, why are they making him still do it when he’s had that stroke and he’s all messed up?”
You know, it’s not like he was having a stroke WHILE he was on the air. He had the stroke several years ago, and it has since affected his speech. So his voice is gravelly now. So what? If the man wants to keep doing the show he’s done forever, let him. Does his speech insult you somehow? That’s your own problem. The man had a stroke and is still finding a way to get on the show and speak, even if not like before, even if for only a little bit.
Disabilities bother you? Tough! You remind me of the idiots in the Timmy 2000 episode of South Park, where everyone thought Timmy the handicapped kid should be kept out of sight and protected because everyone would just laugh at him. Screw that. Same with this. Everyone thinks they’re being some caring protector by thinking Dick Clark should stop trying to do the show, when really it’s just the messed up speech bothering them. Well, get over it. People have strokes or other medical issues, and sometimes speech gets affected and they don’t talk as well as before. It’s part of life and, frankly, it’s pretty damn great the New Year’s Eve show is still using him in spite of it. So quit your blubbering, assjob.
First off, Happy 2008!
Anyway, being New Year’s Day, I’ve been thinking of the sheer stupidity circulating around eight years ago. When we went from 1999 to 2000. Everyone all like “ZOMG! New millennium! The world is going to end!”
I was seriously ashamed to be even affiliated with the human race back then.
First of all, that wasn’t the new millennium. We went into this millennium the following year, going into 2001. Going into 2000 was just a drastic change in the numbers, which, yeah, is an unusual occurrence.
Then there was the “scare” over the so-called Y2K bug. I might also mention that “Y2K” is among the stupidest terms I’ve ever heard in my life. You don’t sound cool. You sound like a douchebag.
Oh, no, all the computers will melt and bombs will go off after midnight on December 31, 1999! Sure enough, not a damn thing happened.
What are we left with now? Having to be reminded of this ridiculousness whenever we watch reruns of our favorite shows. The Simpsons’ 10th Treehouse of Horror, the third segment was about this crap. Family Guy had one. Drew Carey show had one where they were preparing a bomb shelter. King of the Hill had one. Did these show writers stop to think that in a few years, this would all be physically painful to watch? Even back then, with these shows airing new, and all the stupid commercials alluding to the “end of the world”. That life as we know it will change once the clock strikes midnight and it is January 1, 2000.
Even though it would be cool, it’s times like this I hope I don’t live to be 117, since I’d have to see this stupid shit again when we cross into 2100.
Another year has gone by. Today, on this 4th Day of Christmas, the Fortress is two years old!
This is the 257th entry in Sure, Why Not?, by a wide margin the most often updated section (and what many believe to be the only thing on this site). The other sections I update whenever I feel like it. So they aren’t a whole lot different from poor, all-but-forgotten Science Village. Oh, well.
Time for a third year! Yay Fortress!
Another Christmas has come upon us! Joy to the world!
I tell you, was a gorgeous Christmas Day here. Sunny and clear and quiet outside. Better than last year when it was raining. Made me think of the Emerson, Lake, and Palmer song “I Believe in Father Christmas”. First line goes: You said there’d be snow at Christmas, you said there’d be peace on earth, but instead it just kept on raining, a veil of tears for the virgin birth.
But, yeah, that was last year. This year, was a nice day. True, snow would have been way better, but not a bad day still.
Just one little issue. Grandma got sick about five days ago and hasn’t been well since. And after this morning she fell down after getting out of bed, and was too weak to pick herself back up and was on the floor for THREE HOURS, something was really wrong. Don’t know yet. Also been running a fever.
Could be something. Could be nothing. This afternoon, my dad and aunt and the rest of us decided it was time she went to the hospital. Dad, aunt, sister, and cousins took grandma to the hospital, and I stayed home to keep track of things here, plus I’m the only one who has work tomorrow and can’t do the late night if it came to that.
Interesting thing, though. I still feel like this was a good Christmas. If you’d told me before that we’d have something like this happen on Christmas Day, I’d shudder at the thought, feel like that would ruin it for sure. But it doesn’t feel ruined. Nor do I feel like this happening today made this any worse in particular. Magic of Christmas right there, I guess. Christmas still came all the same despite some adversity. I feel like a Who!
And, like the last two years, here’s my Christmas videos!
UN: xmas
PW: tree
Yeah, I know, it’s the same as last year even though I had said it was temporary. Whatever.