When people hear I won't do anything about Thanksgiving, they usually act in the predictable way but they don't say anything when I tell them I won't do anything about Black Friday either.
Let's review the tradition of Thanksgiving since we get together to eat the bird and drink, watch a football game and drink, and then have another drink before driving home and crashing into a bridge and dying on the way.
Happy holidays.
This tradition will be a little bit different this year because the regular family melodrama will escalate with the political shitstorm currently in vogue. This year that should culminate in one family member throwing a drumstick at another one and screaming tearfully, "You always were the selfish one, you evil bastard. I hate you and I never want to see you again."
Oh, God. I'm feeling festive already!
Ed: festive like going to a Chinese restaurant?
Well, actually I was thinking Indian but I can't find one.
Christmas goes mostly the same way with gifts being given on Christmas Eve or Christmas morning. Then maybe the bird is eaten midday on Christmas and often families go out to movies in the afternoon / evening. Given there's nothing much about on celluloid except plodding, ponderous platypus bait, it's looking like political fireworks for that show as well.
I'm not trying to jinx your Christmas and you know this stuff happens anyway. Christmas is too fucking hard, man. It's way the fuck too hard (larfs).
Are you happy? Are you fucking happy??
All that occurs to me on hearing that is, well, I wasn't really thinking about it. How does that happy feel exactly?
You get rosy fucking cheeks so be happy!
Well, how about we go out to build a snowman. That would do it for fucking happy rosy cheeks, right?
It's a start.
There's no snow here, mate.
Fuck you
Ah ... be happy, chum.
Happy is the absence of things that suck. Some things suck all the time but you get accustomed to them and that mitigates their suckage so generally we're only really bugged by something fresh like electing a Fascist to the White House or some such. However, to avoid things which suck, it's important to stay out of the firing line for flying turkey drumsticks elicited by the presence of the Fascist in the White House and that will mitigate suckage as well.
In general, the plan is to Revel in the Indolence. Embrace the Ambivalence. Be Cool as a Moose.
I can't say I've ever really understood Black Friday. Going to a store to get stuff is so ... so ... eighties.
Let's review the tradition of Thanksgiving since we get together to eat the bird and drink, watch a football game and drink, and then have another drink before driving home and crashing into a bridge and dying on the way.
Happy holidays.
This tradition will be a little bit different this year because the regular family melodrama will escalate with the political shitstorm currently in vogue. This year that should culminate in one family member throwing a drumstick at another one and screaming tearfully, "You always were the selfish one, you evil bastard. I hate you and I never want to see you again."
Oh, God. I'm feeling festive already!
Ed: festive like going to a Chinese restaurant?
Well, actually I was thinking Indian but I can't find one.
Christmas goes mostly the same way with gifts being given on Christmas Eve or Christmas morning. Then maybe the bird is eaten midday on Christmas and often families go out to movies in the afternoon / evening. Given there's nothing much about on celluloid except plodding, ponderous platypus bait, it's looking like political fireworks for that show as well.
I'm not trying to jinx your Christmas and you know this stuff happens anyway. Christmas is too fucking hard, man. It's way the fuck too hard (larfs).
Are you happy? Are you fucking happy??
All that occurs to me on hearing that is, well, I wasn't really thinking about it. How does that happy feel exactly?
You get rosy fucking cheeks so be happy!
Well, how about we go out to build a snowman. That would do it for fucking happy rosy cheeks, right?
It's a start.
There's no snow here, mate.
Fuck you
Ah ... be happy, chum.
Happy is the absence of things that suck. Some things suck all the time but you get accustomed to them and that mitigates their suckage so generally we're only really bugged by something fresh like electing a Fascist to the White House or some such. However, to avoid things which suck, it's important to stay out of the firing line for flying turkey drumsticks elicited by the presence of the Fascist in the White House and that will mitigate suckage as well.
In general, the plan is to Revel in the Indolence. Embrace the Ambivalence. Be Cool as a Moose.
I can't say I've ever really understood Black Friday. Going to a store to get stuff is so ... so ... eighties.
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