Six Million Dollar Man bless us, everyone!
“Your Ken doll needs better lighting”
And that’s how I got divorced on Christmas.
GPOYW - My first xmas
The year was 1970, and that thing on the wall behind my sister was a lightboard that flashed colored lights based on the beat of the music coming from the reel-to-reel deck beneath it.
Kitten’s First Xmas
Guess who climbed half way up the tree and had to have sap cut out of his fur?
Feliz Nogidad
1 1/2 oz Añejo Tequila
Eggnog to taste
I’ve always been an eggnog purist, wincing at the bite of alcohol amidst a spicy vanilla milkshake. I tried the traditional rum, the equally ubiquitous brandy, sometimes one or the other with a hint of creme liqueur. Never cared for it. Tequila makes much more sense. A good aged tequila can have both cinnamon and vanilla notes which perfectly match the eggnog. Perfect for holiday parties, served here with an hors d’oeuvre of winter caprese salad, featuring fuyu persimmon and smoked mozzarella.
Adieu, Nog Goblet
Today was the 18th day of my 18 day vacation. I undecorated the tree, packed up all the xmas paraphernalia, and put it under the stairs where it will provide shelter for spiders until December. I gathered up all the xmas books, dvds, and cds, boxed them up and hid them away, lest they look sad and out of place. And I filled the Nog Goblet one last time, draining every last drop before placing it in the sink, where it’s mirth making splendor will wash off, making it, for the next 11 months, that glass we only use when we haven’t done dishes in a while. Goodbye, xmas. See you around Halloween.
Merry Christmas from the hardest working Santa to die three years ago today.
James Brown - Soulful Christmas
Spinal Tap - Christmas with the Devil
The elves are dressed in leather
And the angels are in chains
(Christmas with the Devil)
The sugar plums are rancid
And the stockings are in flames
(Christmas with the Devil)
There’s a demon in my belly
And a gremlin in my brain
There’s someone up the chimney hole
And Satan is his name
The rats ate all the presents
And the reindeer ran away
(Christmas with the Devil)
There’ll be no Father Christmas
‘Cause it’s Evils holiday
(Christmas with the Devil)
No bells in Hell
No snow below-
Silent Night, Violent Night
So come all ye unfaithful
Don’t be left out in the cold
You don’t need no invitation, no…
Your ticket is your soul
