Merry Christmas!
I'll say it just because I can. I love Christmas, the music, the decorations the true Christmas story. All of it! Almost. A few things bug me. Their almost not worth mentioning. Let's say I like 97.62 % of everything about Christmas. Am I not the only one who doesn't like "The Christmas Shoe? You know the song? The mother has cancer or something. It's Christmas time and she's laid up in the hospital, dying. Bummer! Guess who is the most precious person in the world to her. Her little boy. Guess where he is. Not at her side, to comfort her, to bring her joy. He's out shopping, to buy his dying mother shoes. She might croak while he's trying to cut a deal on some stylish ruby red heels. His motivation for this madness is that his mother will soon meet Jesus (that's the nice part) and he thinks she would feel so proud if she had a beautiful pair of shoes for the occasion. I don't think you get to take your clothes with you and even if you did, I'm sure Jesus would not care if you came barefooted. I rather think He might like it, although I'm not really in a position to say. I can just picture her lying in that hospital bed with the gown that's stylishly open in the back and those pointy red shoes sticking up under the sheets! I also don't like Rocking Around the Christmas Tree, but who cares. Most everything else I like. Oh, I don't like the "A Christmas Story", the movie about the kid who wants a bb gun, gets his tongue stuck on the pole and his dad has a leg lamp. Sorry, I think it's in bad taste. Some of my best friends love it and I stil love them. If you happen to like this dumb movie, I still love you too! My favorite Christmas movie is of course, "It's a Wonderful life". It's one of the best of all time. Did you know Burt and Ernie of Sesame Street fame got their names from "It's a Wonderful Life"? Burt the cop and Ernie the taxi cab driver. True. This movie is full of value, humor and character. It's a great movie to watch if your depressed. Your Christmas gift to me this year can be to wacth this movie. No leg lamps for me, please.
Your great grandparents probably kept their money under the matress. Turns out, that's probably the safest place. Did Jimmi Hendrix say "'Scuse me while I Kiss the Sky" or "'Scuse Me While I Kiss This Guy"? I've always wondered. I did hear that at the end of one of his last concerts he said to the audience, :If anyone knows how to find true peace, please see me backstage". He was not much longer in this world. I don't know if he ever found the way. Btheway you find true peace by putting all of your trust in Jesus Christ and nothing else. That's it!
If you want to know what just happened, watch "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington", the orginal version with Jimmy Stewart. An honest man goes to Washington and witnesses first hand, the corruption of those he once admired. He carrys on a one man fillabuster, which by the way is not a cheese sandwich and thwarts the plans of the evil congress. By the time he finishes talking non-stop for 16 hours, he needs a couple of philly-busters and a big tall frog drownder. Okay, I like Jimmy Stewart.
I long for the day when the worst the songwriters could think of was counting flowers on the wall, that don't bother me at all, playing solitaire till dawn with a deck of 51, smoking cigarettes and watching Captin Kangaroo, now don't tell me, I've got nothing to do. Now see, all you bored retirees, there is something to do!
I have a new plan to deal with the high cost of living. I could move in at the office. Since my wife works there too, she could move in. They have showers, TV's and gobs of compiters. They're open 24/7. We could sell our house and get a minivan or two too keep some stuff in. Just for a few months, maybe a year. Of course there's always Wal-Mart. They have food and everything you need. I think they should build Wal-Mart condos. The condos could be on the second floor, with an indoor/outdoor pool and a small theater. If you need anything, just go downstairs and buy it. The city buses could pick you up at the door, or better yet, have an elevated rail pick you up on the second floor. If you come, they will build it!
I guess that's enough fiddle-faddle. Good night.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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