Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Random

      Well, well, well. It's been hit and miss here lately. Of course, you all know about my back problems and how it's put a stop to my Christmas plans. No reason to rehash that. But over the past few days, I've been wandering around my head, and here are a few random thoughts.
      I don't like Santa Claus. I mean, those guys who dress up as Santa. Their suits never fit, and they always seem surly. Or drunk. I don't think they're happy, but listen, the Easter bunny's not having a good time, either. It's tough all over.
      I also don't like ornaments or decorations that show Santa kneeling at the Nativity. That's just weird. Yes, I understand the symbolism of it, but it's still weird.
      Do Santa’s reindeer poop as they fly overhead? Perhaps that's what happens to people who make the naughty list.
      Playboy runs this ad where they offer a video of their Playmates in which the ad says "It's the perfect Christmas gift for your husband." Seriously, what wife buys that for her husband? None do. And I think they know that no wife would. It's just their way of trying to disguise the whole creepiness of it. Hey, it's Christmas. Let’s celebrate the season and watch some porn! Ho, ho, ho. (Yes, a pun.)
      Why do the local weathermen always seem so pleased when bad weather happens? They can barely contain their joy as they tell us about icy sleet and dangerous roads. Are they that bored? The next time that Channel 19 guy starts grinning as he tells us how terrible the weather is going to be, I'm going to hunt him down and introduce him to the business end of a 2x4.
      People in California and Florida receive too much sun. It bakes their brains. When you walk on their beaches, you think that you smell suntan lotion, but it's actually brains frying in coconut oil. The vendors sell them in cones.
      I want to get too much sun. I want to lie on those beaches. I want to sip cold, fruity drinks with umbrellas in them and enjoy the sights and sounds of the ocean as the breeze brings me the faint hint of frying brains.
      My older sister told me that my family had one of the best Thanksgivings ever. Of course, I was unable to be there because of my back injury. I wonder if she realized how that sounded. I wonder if she meant for it to sound that way. I wonder if there's any way I could be adopted.
      My Christmas village is pretty cool. I've enjoyed setting it up. But the other day as I was moving the figurines around, my roomie came up to me, looked at the lovely and peaceful village and said, "It figures you'd like playing with dolls." He's funny. And fast, too. I wonder if he's still running. Perhaps for Christmas I'll let him back in the house.
      Gift cards and gift bags are truly good things. I don't care what Martha Stewart says. I do like Martha, though. I think she's hot -- in that strange, horrible perfectionist way. If you dated her, you couldn't just kiss her or hold her hand. You'd have to make some sort of presentation of the whole thing with fresh cut flowers and ice cold caviar and handmade chocolate sweets. She'd be too much trouble. That's why I don't date her. That and the fact I don't know her.
      There's a lot to be said about pain medication. It's good. I think we all agree on that. Even Martha. Maybe the Santas need some. Then they'd be happy, too. Ho, ho, ho.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Add sons to the don't like list. Mine gave me his cold as a pre-christmas gift. I just can't wait till christmas and he gets the broken Ipod!
Roen

Gloria Williams said...

It's good to know that even in pain, you're funny! :)

CrystalDiggory said...

Sounds like you could use a little Christmas cheer.

Happy Holly-Daze!


Irish Cream (Bailey's) 2 parts
Kahlua 2 parts
Rum, spiced 1 part
Schnapps, peppermint 1 part
Milk 3 parts

In a Collins glass, or tall glass..
pour everything over ice and mix well.

(Do not take with pain pills!!)

Oh, and I'm still waiting to see pictures of the village...

Michelle said...

Ha! too funny. In a strange, I know your hurting but your making me laugh kind of way.

You are welcome to join us for Christmas too. And it would be the best ever if you were there. :) I don't have a new house, but it's comfy and cozy and cheery. I'll even make some of Crystal's drinks! Yum!

Feel better Tech and post those pictures!

SBB said...

Now, Roen, I know your son. He's just a generous guy!

Glad I amuse you, Gloria. :)

Crystal, I can see why that drink would leave someone dazed!

Amber, you're a doll! Thanks for the invite.

What a lovely offer, Michelle. Why do you have to leave in Oregon again? I can't understand it. :)