Sunday, December 27, 2009

Practical

My mother in law (bless her memory) used to ask us this time of year – “What did you get for Christmas that was practical?” She felt that Christmas was all about practicality – getting shoes, wallets, etc. For me, practicality is exactly what I don’t want for Christmas. Jesus got gold, frankincense, and myrrh – not a warm blankey. I got some new toys this year – not practical, but a lot of fun. I love toys (as noted in a previous post). And I got snow this year, too. Family, church, Christmas music, toys, and snow – that’s Christmas for me.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Snow

The weather guys say we might actually have snow for Christmas this year. That would be very cool, indeed. I like snow. Not crazy about ice, but I do like snow. I also like to get enough snow to make something with it. I quit making snowmen in college. Since then I’ve made a stegosaurus, turtle, dragon, and a kangaroo. (We don’t get a lot of snow here). This year, I’m thinking about a lighthouse – need a lot of snow for that. Global warming may flood New York, and dry up our food supply. That would be tragic. I would (also) miss playing in the snow.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

WalMart

It’s classic to say WM is evil, and in many ways they are indeed the very spawn of Satan. They don’t offer their co-workers health insurance, for example, though they can certainly afford it. At this time of year, though, I’m gonna give them props. I shopped in several stores yesterday, and had to wait in long checkout lines for all of them – except WM. 1) They never have more than five folks in any line. 2) They don’t run out of stuff like other joints do. 3) They are always open. 4) They don’t have to “order” anything and wait two weeks for it. 5) They have it all – the Old West’s general store – on steroids. Love ‘em, hate ‘em – WM is America.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Popcorn

This is the time of year that cans of popcorn start appearing everywhere you look. Inside is a cardboard divider, separating the stuff into two or more flavor varieties. The good stuff (caramel, cinnamon, etc) gets eaten first, and the crap stuff (plain, butter) gets left until the good stuff is gone. Even then, the crap stuff often gets thrown out or given to the birds. Why don’t they just make tubs of all good stuff, and leave the crap stuff out?