Holly's Daze

[Richter]

Some of you have spent a lot of my precious air venting over how you love or hate the season.  In spite, I am going to blow off the same, and laugh as I exhaust the last precious oxygen before this sinking sub hits crush depth. 

The cold season drives the suck home.  It motors it right to your doorway, and defecates cold, wet and damp right on top of you.  The bills go up as you suddenly need to use the heat and the lights more.  Every lapse, chill, or glare of headlights is a reminder of how the world is suddenly not in its friendly, life warming cycle anymore.  Nature has ripped us right off the teat, and firmly stapled us to the cold, dark side of her pimpled ass for the next few months. 

Old times, the leaders and wise folks realized this is a bummer.  Living in a leaky thatch lodge without the benefit of a good cloak/ poncho/ duster, or marvelously waterproof wafflemaker boots, I'd agree with them even more.  So they did the uplifting thing, they scheduled regular parties, ceremonies, and whatnot.  Gave the people something to look forward to and work to prepare for. 

We're not as connected into the life of our tribe to notice these days, and love or hate the greater community's established adherence to these rituals for all the pressure, expectation, and commercialism it means. 

Winter ceremony doesn't mean organize to get all the wood, ale, and food prepped any more.  It means you need to spend more money

Winter feast doesn't mean you need to plan your hunting expeditions accordingly so there's a motherfucker of a beast to roast.  It means you need to spend more money.

Winter exchange of stuff with those you appreciate doesn't mean planning and crafting everything out AS MUCH any more. It means you need to spend more money.

So yeah, commercialism and monetary expenditure DOES, by my count, blow the joy out of such festivities like a hollow point coring a pineapple.  Instead of expending homemade materials for other members of the tribe or expending calories and filling up nasty wet days getting ready for what we KNOW will be a hell of a party, we only cynically watch reduction in the ever so removed bit of green paper that we've been hoarding in hopes we can cash them in on ourselves. 

Yeah, bitch about it if you feel like it.  Your money, after all, and it has already started flying out faster to fill the heating oil tank.

I plan to make or acquire items for friends and family that I know they can use or appreciate, because they are decent bastards.  I will drive past the other idiots in the snow, and scream novel and vulgar things out the window at them, pushing the retail fueled holiday rage straight to hilarious.  I will attend what usual and unusual gathering are happening to co opt the basic winter party to drink port and laugh.  It's too easy to feel shitty and depressive, especially right now, to not go for having a good time of it all. 
Seems like the things to do, at least to me.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I will drive past the other idiots in the snow, and scream novel and vulgar things out the window at them, pushing the retail fueled holiday rage straight to hilarious. 

TIS THE SEASON TO RAGE RAGE RAGE HORK BURP PUKE.

I like this.  I shall endeavor to maximize the rage this year, in every simian I meet.

[Jenne]

Yeah, I have to say that Xmas time is not my favorite time.  New Year's Eve is, though.  I rip it up then, because each year this decade has been particularly nasty in several large ways, from 01 on up to 09.

I only USE Xmas for its gags, its time with family members I don't hate, and the booze + food combo.  Fuck the gifts.  I give very little and it's usually something I picked specially for the person who needs it or for my kids who have waited all year to get that ONE thing.  I'm so over the season for hypocrisy, but I try to see the good as well, focusing on that instead.

I don't have bile for Xmas much anymore, but I do have a certain amount of apathy.  If it weren't for the expectations of my spawn, I'd not decorate at all.  I avoid the malls, and I shop online if I CAN.  I like to give to my local merchants, so if I find a shop around here with stuff I can use for a few gifts for those few I still buy for, then I contribute to their bottom line.

Otherwise, as I said last year, it's all about motherfucking New Year's Eve in this house.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I have found the perfect gift for people I hate.

I am reprogramming those little sing-along dolls that everyone hates, using FLStudio9.

My first one (for uber-patriot brother):  "FUCK AMERICA!  MAKE MONEY LIKE AN ASTRONAUT!"

Suggestions, please.  These fucking things are $9.99, and I can send them to everyone I hate.

[Jenne]

Where'd you get those?    Jenne, wants to do the same. 

Also, need list of those you "love" and need to send them to in order to give suggestions.  *thinking of one for morgue-gf now*

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Where'd you get those?    Jenne, wants to do the same. 

Also, need list of those you "love" and need to send them to in order to give suggestions.  *thinking of one for morgue-gf now*

"GIMME BACK MY TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEF!"

[Jenne]

Where'd you get those?    Jenne, wants to do the same. 

Also, need list of those you "love" and need to send them to in order to give suggestions.  *thinking of one for morgue-gf now*

"GIMME BACK MY TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEF!"

  Perfect!  Though, now you'll have to divulge what that's all about. 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Where'd you get those?    Jenne, wants to do the same. 

Also, need list of those you "love" and need to send them to in order to give suggestions.  *thinking of one for morgue-gf now*

"GIMME BACK MY TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEF!"

  Perfect!  Though, now you'll have to divulge what that's all about. 

I still don't know.

[Jenne]

I still don't know.

You accept very little from the strange, Rog.

[Richter]

"All I want for christmas", because "Love you to death" by Type O Negative would be a bit too obvious.

[Suu]

Damnit, Richter. You and I need to shit hate on at least one of the malls before I leave. I have yet to go into Providence Place or Emerald. I have yet to go into Toy Vault, and it's Christmas time!  

We'll bring Travis too. Especially if I don't go to Vermont this weekend because of what evil is apparently lurking here (feet. I heard the word feet.)

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I still don't know.

You accept very little from the strange, Rog.

Huh?

TGRR,
Doesn't understand what you mean.

[Jenne]

I still don't know.

You accept very little from the strange, Rog.

Huh?

TGRR,
Doesn't understand what you mean.

Sorry, posting while working means I leave out key words, I fail.  I meant as in explanation--you don't need much.  It's The Strange^TM (forgot the distinction, sorry), after all...I'd still ask why, though.  Better story that way, but it's still good as is.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I still don't know.

You accept very little from the strange, Rog.

Huh?

TGRR,
Doesn't understand what you mean.

Sorry, posting while working means I leave out key words, I fail.  I meant as in explanation--you don't need much.  It's The Strange^TM (forgot the distinction, sorry), after all...I'd still ask why, though.  Better story that way, but it's still good as is.

Sometimes, it's better to not press the issue, and just ride the weird.

[Darth Cupcake]

I still don't know.

You accept very little from the strange, Rog.

Huh?

TGRR,
Doesn't understand what you mean.

Sorry, posting while working means I leave out key words, I fail.  I meant as in explanation--you don't need much.  It's The Strange^TM (forgot the distinction, sorry), after all...I'd still ask why, though.  Better story that way, but it's still good as is.

Sometimes, it's better to not press the issue, and just ride the weird.

I like to put a saddle on it and wave my hat while hollering like a stereotypical cowboy.